Mother Ethraksha created many great primordial life forms on Arcerra and allowed them to do as they please, for one day the greatest among them will take her place. A twin creature, Man and Woman, became especially noteworthy for their intelligence and creativity. Ethraksha gave them the greatest honor of inheriting her place. Man and Woman became lazy and spent most of their time looking to the stars, believing themselves to be their equals, second to none. This arrogance sparked their intuition once again and they created a machination out of rocks fed by the rotting blood of Arcerra's fellow life-forms to grab a star out of the sky. It worked...too well, and it came crashing down onto Arcerra, all but obliterating it.

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Man and Woman sacrificed their splendorous forms to save the very earth they exploited for their own greed and were blown into millions of pieces who has no memory of who they once were.

Those forgotten fragments are you and me. Regular ass people.

But not all pieces were divided equally. In an age long forgotten, those that were still partly holy were able to return to their primordial forms. The ones who did were the Kin of the Arcane. The Arkin.