In the Throne Room of the major Gods, there were 8 balls of light, each seemingly guarded by a pair of Grecian columns, which seemed to stretch into the the white nothingness of the surroundings and never end. The 8 balls of light represented the presence of the major Gods and Gideon, the current Pantheon Head. The 7 gods besides Gideon of the current major Gods were as follows: Synthia, God of Water, whose light was a serene blue. Jarvos, God of Fire, whose light constantly shifted between red and yellow. Lucipher, God of Darkness, whose light was a dark purple, that almost appeared to be black. Korpack, God of Storms, whose light was a dark blue that occasionally flashed with bursts of white. Kli’Nadie, God of Nature, whose light was a soft brown, like the coat of a deer. Bardone, God of War, whose light was a bloody red, that occasionally shifted to the bright grey of steel. And at the far end of the circle, Archimedes, God of Math, whose color was a solid black grid on white background.

Although the Gods were powerful, an ancient agreement had kept them from acting in the 7 Worlds until 10,000 years had passed. So far 9,980 years had passed. Gideon sighed. It had been far too long since anything interesting on any world. As Pantheon Head he usually had more duties than simply watching mortals flail about and occasionally granting them a minor blessing. “Those accursed accords! If only they hadn’t been necessary to prevent Him from ascending”. “Aye” said Synthia Goddess of Water “but we all know without them we would all be reduced to dust”. “No need to speak the obvious, idiot” Jarvos, the God of Fire, chimed in, “of course we would all be dead! He was far more powerful than any thing had a right to be! If only…”

“Shut up Jarvos!” Gideon said, deciding it would be better to stop Jarvos before he started full on ranting, “I know we are all bored but please don’t start this now, the Accords have nearly ended and we can use our divine right to once more reign over the people again”. “That reminds me” interjected Lucipher, God of Darkness “I have an idea that should make things much more fun”. “That’s never a good sign” said Korpack, God of Weather. “Now hold on just a second” Lucipher said, “I think you all might enjoy this one, I think we should begin a game as soon as the Worlds are once again open to our influence”.

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“A game”? Gideon said, frowning “What kind of game? Is this another of your tricks”? “No, no, not at all, I’m far more interested in some lasting entertainment currently, you lot have become too predictable as of late”. Lucipher said with a grin, “The game will begin like so, we’ll each chose a champion from each of the 7 Worlds, 1 year after reintroducing the class system, we’ll take the top 14 candidates (yes this means a non-champion could win) from each world to the Mystic Arena and train them further, after another 6 months each champion will choose a 7 person team between them. The God with the most champions who are in the winning group will become the Pantheon Head, and the losers will abdicate to the 7 champions. If there is a tie, the Gods involved in the tie will nominate one of their candidates outside the seven to duel and decide the true victor”.

“Huh” Gideon grunted in surprise, “I’m surprised to find that I’m not entirely disgusted by your idea. I do think it needs a few alterations but I daresay I am fond of this plan. We shall discuss this fully and add on more specifics but this will certainly be entertaining at the very least”. After much deliberation the Gods finally agreed to the plan, with a few changes of course. 10,000 years after the Accords had been signed, or on May 21, 2022 by the fifth world's (Earth's) calendar, the game began.