The Great Power
In the time of Ancients, when the world was still young and the wonders of creation had not been set upon by man or beast, when the light had only begun to shine upon land and reveal to its inhabitants their glorious surroundings and the air was fresh, the earth whole and new, and the water clean and sparkling. There resided the Great Power, concentrated into one being, one entity. Why was it not given to us? What did we do to deserve this banishment from ability? Who was to judge the worthy that came with being Great Power? What if it was misused upon those without it? What of us then? Action was the only answer and action was taken. We would take the power for ourselves and use it as was rightfully ours. No longer would we be left in the Great Powers shadow to rot away our existence. Three objects of power we made, in order to contain the Great Power for our selves: a beautiful golden circlet, a sword worthy of only the greatest of warriors and a simple, silver ring. It was then that we sung to the Great Power and lured it in, deceived it, tricked it, so that its own self-righteous affliction would be its own downfall. The circlet was given as a gift to the Great Power, a gift to show our humbleness of the Power. The Great Power was pleased and unaware that the circlet was the Binder of the Mind. Now bound within the circlet, our greatest warrior sprung upon the Great Power, killing the vessel that contained it. The sword, Killer of the Body, kept him slain like no mortal weapon we possessed could. But still, the Great Power inhabited the vessel, used it in an attempt to gain back the superiority that had been with it for too long. Many a brave life was lost in containing this ruined and broken vessel. At long last it was brought to its final resting place, the Valley of the Crescent Moon. Five shining stars of our civilization surround the Crescent Moon and within those stars lays the key to unleashing the Great Power once again. When the stars are aligned the pathway is as clear as cloudless night. It was there that the Banisher of the Soul was put into place to lock the Great Power up, secret only to us, awaiting our return. For this grand accomplishment came at a price and we were left weak from the struggle. One day we will return, and release the Great Power for our own uses. This task will prove much simpler than the first, for all that is required is the reversion of our steps. The barrier lade upon the soul must be lifted and shepherded back into the mortal realm. Life must then find its way back into a body filled with death. The final shackles of the mind must be torn loose and removed. Only then will the Great Power be released and usable once again. Those in control of the Great Power can control the world over, while those without it have little more than hope. Nothing stands in its way once set into motion. Nothing.