The Architechts were thought to be the Heralds of the Creators, when this faith began to rise as Hunters began to unite against the Deathwalkers. This dedication to the Creators of Sion has a long history that even surpasses the founding of the Kingdom of Myd'raal. The Agarthan Empire have kept records of all they studied and left to their descendants. None living in Agartha remember this era, most is written in the Holy texts of Sion. Though these manuscripts leave much to the imagination, they have been revered just as much as the Christian's revered the Bible. The Trinity of Sion, is a collection of works from the founders of Creation and their heralds called the Architechts'. These manuscripts speak of a being able to transcend various veils of existence, walking through planes and parallel universes. This being they called the Gatekeeper, Guardian of the Sion Trinity, a speculated pendant with 3 stones of power that have the potential to rewrite reality by merging planes of existence and opening Gateways to other universes. It is no wonder people began to create a religion around such energies. The Sion Trinity manuscripts each follow this being throughout their adolescent years, learning what is happening to them, and how to make sense of it all. Book of Forrester is written by the Eternal Avatar of Nature, Reikin... Book of Seraphine is written by the Eternal Avatar of Water, Alice... Book of Scrirocco is written by the Eternal Avatar of Wind, Audrey... Book of Deston is written by the Eternal Avatar of Fire, Zexedaros...

Though little remains of the Book of Deston... some say only the Gatekeeper is able to obtain it, seeing as Zex has been known as the Destroyer, He brings only new life rejuvenating Creation when its time is due...

His name is Markus, he is the last surviving Sion Trinity Guardian; or more recently known as the Trion Titans Commanding General. Markus was not much of a commander, let alone a General, yet when his father disappeared it was handed over to him. It did not matter to Ewan's friend, who was their leader, The Commander of the Trion Titans. They all knew anyway that they could up-root Markus at a moments notice. He was given a pendant and was told that it was the mark of the Commanding General of the Trion Titans. Little did Markus know it was more than just a simple pendant...

The legend of the Sion Trinity was only a child's tale that was told to put them to sleep; but in reality it truly was no legend or fairytale. This lost legend was more than a simple dominating tyrant being slain or a hero arising from the ashes of those tyrant's rule. It is the only thing that held the existence of humanity to this planet. The Sion Trinity, or also known as the Trinity of Creation, was something that has been the source of all humanity's greed for power and wealth. This was not its original intention; it was meant for Destruction and Creation.

The only was someone could even catch a glimpse of this Trinity was by obtaining the Pendant Key. Another twist to the pendant, it was not just one piece of gold with embroidered Emerald, Sapphire, and Ruby; it was three pieces of gold and each piece had one of the blessed minerals: Emerald... Sapphire... Ruby... They were only the keys to the legend and all of its truths, magnificences, and powers.

As the Lost Legend states:

Existence is Three,

Mind Body Spirit Creation of Lore,

Solid Liquid Gas Embodiment of Holiness,

Father Son Spirit Ties of Trinity,

Pendant Ring Bangle Legend of Three,

Emerald Sapphire Ruby

Blessing of Earth, Blessing of Fire,

Blessing of Water Three Powerful Existences,

Three Enchanted Weapons,

Blade Axe Spear Each Powerful in its own right,

All together had the Power to Create All together has the Power to Destroy...

This legend was the whole source of what the Sion Trinity Guardians, now known as the Trion Titans' Commander's Protected... but a tragedy happened in the Kaiser Wars of the East, the Trion Titans were betrayed by one of their members. The three Commanders, Ewan Alistar, Trevor DeMonch, and Jack Bruce all banded together and set out on a Crusade of their own. The Kaiser Crusade was more than just a Holy War, as it was considered at the time, but it was the pursuit of their fellow comrade, who obtained all three of their Pendants.

The outcome of such a possession is worse than any world Destruction myth ever told. The World's End was what it became known as. Without the Destruction of Earth, it was literally Hell On Earth, Hell Freezing Over, the Arrival of the Anti-Christ and his Minions; though the identity of it being that person was never confirmed. Humanity was not erased, but Tortured. Not even the prophecy of a Soul Tamer or any Savior, could rid the Earth of such Evilness.

The power outcome of the Pendants being use was what kept everything still, and on the brink of extinction, without erasing a single soul. It was like the prophecy had said:

All together has the Power to Create, All together has the Power to Destroy...

His name is Markus Alistar, and his mission is clear... He is the last surviving Sion Trinity Guardian...

Blade of the Watermind

Lance of the Firesoul

Axe of the Earthbody

These weapons belong to the 3 God-heads that created humanity.

They each contain their own souls as they act as the hands of creation.

To create or destroy all that exists in our universe amongst all of the multiverse.

The Watermind is God of information and intelligence only consisting of Truth. The Firesoul is God of faith, spirituality, and energy as the true form of Aether. The Earthbody is God of life, love and creativity being the true form of Essence. Each carried the weight of a thousand souls and wreak havoc on all of creation. Truth, Aether, and Essence are the conduits of creation and destruction of the multiverse. They are not evil nor good but only bring genuine creation, a latent ability in all humanity. Many great heroes have laid hands on each of these weapons as they now carry the soul's of their masters. With the weight of a thousand lifetimes on each of their shoulders claiming many of the heroes lives as permanent vestiges in the plains of their design. We speak now only to give harborage for Truth, Aether, and Essence. The multiverse needs its frameworks. A new order is not something that is negative or controlling, it is simply the need for change through the evolution of things... With representatives of expertise and not inherited because of wealth. A councilor or chancellor of any field that is considered mandatory due to its nature as a need with an organized group for fields of want. Both have their places, but know this, the second cannot exist fully until its basic needs are fulfilled first, this becomes a Form of Order in Nature. Natural Law rules all and only Truth in its Truest Form will always prevail. Some call the Scions of Sion, The Trion Titans... or The Sion Trinity Guardians... This sect of dedicated followers of the Creators with the Eternal Houses as their deity hierarchy. They see the last installment of the Eternal Books of Sion... especially the Book of Deston, for this prophesied the coming of the Gatekeeper the Guardian who unites all planes of existence... This could be interpreted as the end times... The Scions are a force to be reckoned with, having both fanatics and dedicated followers of The Sion Trinity.

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Markus slept through most of his morning. The party that was thrown in his honor lasted into the early hours of the morning. Even after a long night of drinking Markus seemed to only have a slight headache; it must have something to do with being a Nephilim, they always need way too much to feel drunk. Thought's from the conversation with Uncle Jack flooded Markus' mind. There was more going on than what was an unusual string of thoughts... The Temple, it holds many secrets that even predate Myd'raal. Markus was slowly rising out of be and going through the motions as his mind would process the night before... 'and that dream, wow there is more I must find out.' Finishing getting his clothes together he headed downstairs to rendezvous with Simon and Vance.

Simon was already in Jack's Workshop with Vance. Uncle Jack was showing Simon a few tips about forging and imbuement. This would allow Simon to start working with Soul Gems that seems to be the catalyst for the Shadowmen. This was only something Jack had known from the days in the Kaiser Wars. It was kill or be killed in Jack's day. Vance was acting as assistant to Simon's imbuement technique, using the blood from a fresh catch of a Vampire has a tainted anomaly. It was a refined version of a spirit. Something that vampires would normally use to create thralls and wracks, the mindless zombie-like creatures that humans turn into if they do not have what it takes to become a Deathwalker. This crystalized liquid is a blood shard, the base material to create soul stones.

"Ahh Markus, just in time!" Jack welcomed his nephew as he entered the workshop. "Come, Simon is about to forge a soulblade."

"That is a very advanced skill, you up for it Simon?" Markus teased his comrade, "All it takes is timing and patience..."

"Shut it Markus!" Simon retorted just as the blood shard fell from Vance's finger. "Now..." As soon as the shard shattered on the tempered blade, Simon followed up with a steady and hard swing of the hammer. "Again Vance, we need at least ten shards!"

"Sir you are a lucky man that I have recently fed!" Vance countered with a bit of stern defiance. "I was lucky we had fresh meat that was just before its life escaped me!" Another blood shard fell, clinking on the blade as it broke, followed by the hard tang of the blacksmith's swing. Another, and three more...

"That's it matey!" Simon complimented his co-worker as he was about to drop the last shard. cling! Bang! Ting! "There the temperament is just right."

The blade shone radiantly with a charred blue sheen. It was cooling as the shards fused with the blade. Simon took it over to the cooling pan, dipping the tempered blade in up to the pommel. A loud quench of steam would sound off chilling the blade. Pulling it out and shaking the excess off, Simon laid it on the workbench.

"Well done!" Jack would compliment his apprentice. "This copper hue is its first iteration."

"The Shining Piercer" Simon let the name slip out from his mouth. "Imbued with the soul of the beast, it will likely compliment you very well... Vance."

"For me, Boss? Really at least my efforts were not in vain." Vance cheekily added, seeing as this would not be possible without his soul magic. "The Shining Piercer..."

"Well now that is finished, Markus we have more to discuss about your stay." Jack immediately turned toward the door signaling his nephew to follow.

Jack led him back to his administrative branch and into his Head office. With a quick motion Jack was sitting behind his desk and invited his nephew to sit across from him. "We have much to discuss nephew, this is a directive from the top." Jack would start his intelligence report. "The Temple of the Creators and the Clergy of Scion are calling upon the Gatekeeper to undergo the Labyrinth of Trials."

"What reason must they torture my spirit in order to prove who I am?" Markus' remark was snarky and bitter. "This 'Trial of the Creators' what do they expect me to do? Keep their dark secrets of the sect that ran that rotten temple?"

"I know how ya feel nephew," Jack calmed Markus down with a stern comforting voice. "But these Priests' hold much sway with the people. We must adhere to some discomfort as the talented ones."

"Yes... you're right uncle," Markus took a deep breath as he replied. "Now you say there is an intelligence report that concerns the Gatekeeper?"

"To regain favor with the Frezenites, Markus must complete the Trial of Labyrinths." Jack read from the report his officers submitted the night before. "To initiate compliance, the Gatekeeper must pilgrimage to the Temple of the Creators and speak with the Head Father of Sion about the rites of passage."

"Wonderful... is there a timeframe for this 'Pilgrimage' uncle?" Markus asked Jack curiously. "Will I have a party or is this whole thing a solo act of willingness?"

"May the Creators watch over the Trinity, and the Gatekeeper blessed with allies that will accompany his journey." Jack finished reading the intelligence report. "...Just some religious bullshit! Yet this will be a willing act, they wait until you are ready."

"Very good. In three months then I shall take pilgrimage to the Temple of the Creators" Markus announced, giving his corps time to finish their duties in the region. "I have one more recruit for my 'allies' for this pilgrimage to find."

"Indeed! Now yer' talkin' my language Markus!" Jack's eyebrow perked up and he had a surprise look on his face. "Why not run a local tournament for the Guardians of Sion? They can be hosted here in the Dune Prowlers compound, giving me reason to gain more political favor!" Jack sneered and stood up turning around laughing half heartily. "This is the perfect opportunity!"

"If you have a grand plan uncle, I'm willing to hear it!" Markus was reassured about this decision, especially when his uncle was in this kind of mood. Jack simply grinned from ear to ear and called in his assistant. With a short amount of time Jack whispered his orders to the assistant.

"Incredible idea sir!" the assistant complimented the plan, with a nod from Jack the assistant was off.

"What did you say to them uncle?" Markus asked anxiously. "It better not be a festival or grand show..." as soon as those words escaped Markus' mouth he knew from Jack's terrifying laugh as he walked out of his office. This was going to be big...