The Ocean, a massive system of water housing millions of diverse creatures, scattered throughout its unscoured depths. Where did it come from? How deep does it run?

Nobody knows.

Estranged philosophers and wise elders would often theorize its origin. Some say it emerged in a time where the skies rained for a millennium. Others say a divine entity, over-indulging himself, spilled his drink—the contents of which was an uncharted land. There were even some that imagined the earth as merely an aberration of the ocean, a sort of taboo region where only those upon it could thrive—As the land dwellers viewed those from the sea.

One thing was for certain, it didn't always exist.

Additionally, the sky, the sun, the moon, even the clouds were never created as a part of the earth of the present day.

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The world known to man and fed to beast was nothing more than a stoney, shapeless globe—concealed in darkness. It existed along with many other worlds, known to us and its inhabitants as the realms of Versium.

Versium, a vast plain in which the many spiritual domains resided, served as a cosmic fence that prevented true unity of the many worlds in its midst.

Within these worlds, existed powerful beings that hungered and thirst for conquest. With the only dominion they possessed being that of their own and the growing dullness of an already subjugated land, these beings grew bored for many centuries.

Countless trials were tested to create a way for these worlds to meet by the ones most desiring to be acquainted, however none proved successful..

That is, until that day.

The day the god of earth abruptly disappeared. And with its disappearance, shaped a new world, crafted by the emergence of the many beings that raced to its domain.