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ARRIVAL OF THE DEAD SUN
990 ID 36:00 > 990 ID 178:00
An dead sun tribulation descended on Bashiri's inner world; creating its sun.
Suddenly one of the many stars in Bashiri's sky started to fly toward Bashiri's surface. Over the span of a few hours, as the star hurled towards Bashiri, it seemed to shed its outer layers forming a planetary nebula. Despite ending up approximately the size of Earth, when it finally stopped, the white dwarf appeared to be a dying sun hanging in the sky above Bashiri.
Under the dead sun's decaying light, cracks appeared in Bashiri's world heart, the volcano and the ice mountain. However every time these's cracks became too damaging, four streams of golden light flowed out from the four primordial runes (one stream per rune) ingrained on the inner world's walls. While, these streams converged on the world heart, volcano and ice mountain the cracks would slowly disappear. This golden light would then fade away after they were fully healed.
This cycle repeated until some time after the dead sun's appearance an ethereal humanoid figure suddenly appeared in front of the sun. This figure slowly raised one of his hands as his golden robes seemed to flutter in some non-existent wind. Until, after what seemed like both an eternity and no time at all his hand was pointed directly at the dead sun. Whereupon golden runes, containing some almighty power flowed out from his hands. These runes twisted and turned into each other forming a pair of immortal binding chains, which wrapped around the dead sun.
If anyone had been watching this scene their eyes would have been drawn toward these chains as they seemed to resonate with the power of many laws. Until when the chains fully bound the dead sun and consequently blocked off all of its power and energy. At this time anyone who would have been watching would have noticed that the ethereal figure was no longer there despite them never registering it disappear.
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CURSED MOON'S APPARITION
1993 ID 8714:00
A cursed moon tribulation descended on Bashiri's inner world; creating its moon and summoning many ghosts.
In Bashiri's sky, a ghostly white moon slowly began to materialize. As the ghostly white moon hung ominously in the sky, the world below was plunged into darkness. The pale red hue cast by the faint reddish-white glow of the dead sun was barely enough to illuminate the eerie scene. Shadows danced across the land as the stars disappeared, leaving the world in an otherworldly gloom.
And then, as if summoned by the darkness itself, powerful ghosts began to appear. They floated above the primordial waters, their ghostly auras so potent that they would have been lethal to even the most skilled Initiaruld Realm cultivators. The very air around them seemed to ripple with their supernatural energy, and their presence was suffocating.
But amidst the chaos, the ghosts, for reasons unknown, were unable to sense the world core of the area around them. And so, despite the overwhelming danger, there seemed to be no real danger to Bashiri's inner world.
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THE NORTH WIND CLAN
1994 ID 1853:00
The North Wind Clan, led by the powerful ghost Boreas, establishes itself on the mountain of everlasting ice and became one of the most feared and respected forces of Bashiri's inner world, despite the rumours of climbers disappearing when attempting to reach the summit.
In the vast inner world, where nothing but primordial water seemed to exist as far as the eye could see, there was a mountain of everlasting ice. Its summit was shrouded in a thick mist that obscured the view, making it impossible to see what lay beyond. Despite this, there were rumours that anyone who attempted to climb the mountain would disappear without a trace.
But one day, a group of extremely powerful ghosts stumbled upon the base of the mountain. They were drawn to the icy peak, sensing the immense power that emanated from it. Undaunted by the rumours, they decided to establish a powerful clan on the mountain of everlasting ice, determined to unravel its secrets and claim the power that lay hidden within.
Boreas, the leader of the clan, was known as the North Wind, or the Devouring One. He was a powerful ghost who had mastered the art of ice cultivation, and he immediately began to explore the base of the mountain. He was determined to unlock the secrets of the mountain's power and use it to further strengthen himself and his clan.
Despite the dangers that lurked on the icy peak, Boreas was undaunted. He cultivated tirelessly, gaining incredible insights into the powers of ice. He could control the temperature, manipulate the wind, and summon blizzards at will. His power grew with each passing day, and he became a force to be reckoned with in the cultivator world.
Meanwhile, the rumours of the disappearing climbers continued to circulate, but Boreas and his clan remained undaunted. They knew that the power of the mountain was worth any risk, and they were willing to do whatever it took to claim it.
As the years passed, Boreas and his clan became one of the most powerful forces in the world. They were feared and respected by all, and their mastery of ice cultivation was unmatched. And yet, no one had ever reached the summit of the mountain of everlasting ice. It remained a mystery, shrouded in mist and rumour, waiting for the next brave soul to attempt to unlock its secrets.
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THE EMBER PEAKS CLAN
1996 ID 2482:00
The Ember Peaks Clan, led by the powerful ghost Aggayu, establishes itself on the slopes of an ever-burning volcano, harnessing the power of fire, heat, and magma, and becoming a feared and respected force in the cultivator world, despite the rumours of the dangers surrounding the mountain's core.
In the aftermath of the rise of the North Wind Clan, tales of the power they held spread far and wide throughout Bashiri's inner world. But in a distant corner of the world, a different group of powerful ghosts had set their sights on a new source of power - an ever-burning volcano.
The mountain was a raging inferno, spewing magma and ash into the air with each passing moment. Its core was a place of intense heat and searing light, so hot that it was said to be impossible for anyone to survive a journey there. Despite the dangers, the powerful ghosts established the Ember Peaks Clan on the slopes of the mountain, determined to harness the power of the volcano for their own ends.
Aggayu was the leader of the clan, a powerful ghost who spent years cultivating in the deep caves that surrounded the core of the mountain. His power was vast, and he had gained incredible insights into the workings of volcanoes, magma, sunlight, and heat. He could control the flow of lava, summon powerful flames, and harness the energy of the sun itself.
As with the North Wind Clan's mountain, rumours abounded of the dangers of approaching the core of the volcano. But Aggayu was undeterred. He knew that the secrets of the mountain were worth any risk, and he was willing to do whatever it took to claim them.
As the years passed, the stories of the power of the Ember Peaks Clan flowed into the North Wind Clan, making them even more determined. Aggayu and his followers became the masters of fire and heat, and their power was felt across the entire cultivator world. Despite the rumours and dangers, the ever-burning volcano remained a source of power that no one could resist. And while the North Wind Clan and the Ember Peaks Clan on the slopes of the volcano were vastly different in their approach, they shared a common goal - to unlock the secrets of the world and claim the power that lay hidden within.
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THE UNDERWORLD WINDS
3003 ID 7865:00 > 3003 ID 7883:00
An underworld winds tribulation descended on Bashiri's inner world; fueling the power of the many ghosts contained within.
Winds began to blow throughout Bashiri's inner world that were not just any ordinary winds, but rather gentle yet powerful forces of nature that carried with them profound secrets and knowledge. As they swept across the world, they created swirling vortexes of ghosts that were lifted and blown about by the winds. The ghosts emitted haunting shrieks that echoed through the underworld, revealing the deepest, darkest secrets of Bashiri's past.
Yet, from these fragmented truths and pieces of unspeakable secrets, many of the ghosts throughout Bashiri's inner world experienced sudden enlightenment. They broke through to the next realm of their cultivation and gained newfound strength and power. However, for many others, the winds proved too much to bear, and they either vaporized or exploded in bursts of ghost aether.
As the winds continued to blow, the fog of condensed ghost aether grew denser, and the world was soon engulfed in hurricanes, typhoons, and cyclones of various types of ghost aether. However, as the disasters were forming, something incredible started to happen. The remaining ghosts started to evolve, becoming semi-corporeal and forming ghost cores. They even began to materialize the weapons and armour they had worn in their lives and cultivate the ghost aether with the techniques they had learned in the past.
The strength of these ghosts continued to grow, putting Bashiri's inner world under extreme strain. Yet, despite their immense hatred towards Bashiri, they soon realized that destroying the world would erase them and any legacy they tried to leave behind. With this realization, they suppressed their auras and hid their cultivation, seeking to leave behind a legacy for future generations.
As the ghosts contained their unfathomable power, the strain on the world was alleviated, and the world started to heal itself, becoming even stronger than it ever was before. The winds that had once brought chaos and destruction to Bashiri's inner world had now become a force of enlightenment and evolution, paving the way for a new era of growth and prosperity.
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GHOST'S ATTACK THE WORLD HEART
3334 ID 7980:00 > 3334 ID 8404:00
A number of powerful ghosts finally notice the world heart and try to attack it only to disappear like they were never there, to begin with.
One day, a group of extremely powerful ghosts led by Ballantine stumbled upon an area that they could barely perceive. For years they had been wandering the desolate and empty world, searching for something new and exciting, when they suddenly stumbled over a strange energy emanating from a previously undetectable source. Intrigued, they followed the energy trail until they reached the border of the blue glowing water.
At first, the group hesitated, unsure of what lay beyond the boundary. But their curiosity got the better of them, and they launched an all-out attack on the mysterious place. They believed that their combined power would be enough to penetrate the unknown force field that surrounded it.
However, their confidence was misplaced. As soon as they entered the blue glowing water, the group disappeared without a trace. The water seemed to swallow them whole, and nothing could explain what had happened.
Rumours began to circulate about the strange and powerful place that had claimed the lives of these once-invincible entities. Some believed that it was a portal to the outer world, while others speculated that it was a trap set by Bashiri.
Regardless of the truth, one thing was clear: the mysterious place in the center of the primordial waters was not to be trifled with. Its power was beyond anything that the cultivators had ever encountered before in this world, and it remained shrouded in mystery, waiting for the next brave soul to attempt to unlock its secrets.
As the years went by, many attempted to uncover the truth behind the powerful place, but all failed. Some disappeared without a trace, while others went crazy.
Despite the danger, however, the mystery of the place continued to draw in the curious, eager to uncover its secrets and claim the unimaginable power that lay hidden within its depths.
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PURIFYING LIGHT
3781 ID 5256:00 > 3781 ID 5342:00
A heavenly white light purges the darkness from a world of ghosts and destroys all life, even those of powerful clans. The legacy of those who lived on in the world's remains, and the mountains stand undisturbed as the world begins to heal.
For centuries, Bashiri's inner world had been shrouded in darkness. The ghosts who roamed its lands were filled with evil karma, and the cursed sun and moon offered no relief from the endless suffering.
But then, one day, a heavenly white beam of light descended from the heavens, enveloping the entire world in its brilliant glow. The light was blindingly bright, and as it touched the ghosts, they felt their souls being purged of their darkness.
At first, the ghosts rejoiced at the light's cleansing power. They felt their souls being rejuvenated, and for the first time in their long and tortured existence, they felt hope. But as the light continued to shine, the ghosts began to feel its power overwhelming them. They cried out in pain as their very essence was purified, leaving them with no life left.
As the light continued to shine, all life in the world was extinguished. The once-bustling cities and towns were reduced to dust, and the countless ghosts and clans that had once lived there were no more. It was as if the world itself was being reborn, cleansed of all its past evils.
The powerful North Wind Clan and the Ember Peaks Clan, who had once been able to withstand even the most difficult of challenges, were no match for the light's power. They were destroyed, along with every other living creature in the world.
But even in death, the legacy of those who once lived in the cultivator world remained. The stories of the powerful North Wind Clan and the Ember Peaks Clan, once feared and respected throughout the land, were passed down through the ages as legends in the various books and tomes that were left behind. The power and determination of those who once lived in the cultivator world were not forgotten, even as the world itself lay silent and still.
The mountains that served as the homes of the North Wind Clan and the Ember Peaks Clan were strangely undisturbed by the light's power. They remained standing, a testament to the strength and resilience of the earth itself.
Under the light of the cursed moon and dead sun were purified and rejuvenated by the light's power, and the world began to slowly heal and for the first time in a long time, the world seemed peaceful. However, the many legacies of the ghosts and clans who once lived throughout the world remained.
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THE END OF AN ERA
3781 ID 5343:00 > 3934 ID 8759:00
Bashiri's inner world undergoes a transformation as the world heart absorbs aether, creating primordial water that is eventually filled with primordial creatures.
Bashiri's inner world filled up with aether and, the world heart started to absorb this aether, transforming it into primordial water. As more and more aether was absorbed, the world filled with water until it was half full. The world heart then floated to the exact center of the inner world.
But something strange began to happen. Four portals appeared through the walls of the world, but they were blocked by golden primordial runes. The runes were etched with an ancient power, one that seemed to prevent anything from passing through them.
Despite this, the world seemed to beat like a heart, sending waves of energy through the water. As it did, the water began to flow in and out of the four portals, gradually turning red. The red water flowed in and out of the portals for a long time, as the runes continued to block anything else from passing through.
But slowly, over time, the water began to turn back to its original blue colour. And as it did, something miraculous began to happen. Primordial creatures began to take form and to live within the waters, their bodies pulsing with life.
These creatures were unlike anything that had ever existed before. They glowed with a bright, otherworldly light, and their movements were fluid and graceful. They darted through the water, playing and frolicking in the currents.
As time passed, the creatures grew in number, their numbers increasing as the water continued to flow in and out of the four portals. And as they did, the golden primordial runes only seemed to get stronger, however, despite this, the creatures were able to go past them as if they weren't there.
The world was changing, and with each passing moment, it became more and more beautiful. The creatures within the water were a testament to the power of life, and their very existence was a miracle. As the world continued to evolve, it entered into a new era.