In the beginning there existed nothingness yet within this nothingness through the need for something a being was born - Existence, or so was its name to be for with every move it made a new existence came into the glorious light of the Origin of all Life, it created a language, and built a vessel to transmit the language, Origin Runes or the Language of the Universe as they would later be known, planets so vast in scale some took up entire Systems worth of space, some large enough to house smaller planets within them and yet even after an uncountable span of time to a being who created the very concept & notion of time, its perfect creations lacked something lacked the very will that gave birth to it the Will to Live, the omniverse without the randomness generated by living beings was destined to fade back int the nothingness from whence it came, and so in its boredom and need for randomness the being called Existence sacrificed itself to become the very fabric of what held its new creation together, Existence faded to become existence but for the original soul that birthed was from it and birthed it, that soul split into 4 pieces each taking on a different shape, one became The Heart of All Magic, the other The Seed of the World Tree, yet another one became The Staff of Reality, as for the final one t maintained a tenuous connection to Existence and so became the very basis of existence and a Universal Truth: The Path of Cultivation. Each had a role to play in the continuation of existence and the propagation of life to safeguard each part of its soul Existence wit the last dregs of it energy, created beings worthy of the power stored within each object and thus were birthed the 4 Original Races

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