Not Oversimplified Elvaria Lore- Part 3, Modern History(Warring Era- Minor Wars)

Whenever I finish the stupid elemental planes post I'll pretty much be only posting shorter content and stories because writing what's basically a thesis about realms is giving me horrible burnout on top of actual thesis essays for school. Fun.

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Of the Trifold Eclipse and a Bygone Era, an Elvarian Short Story

The sky was not always smothered in ash and debris, and we of the three kingdoms were not always so somber and defeated. 

We were once proud and mighty peoples, we that held the power of the three moons and sun of this world, but all that is left of our radiant legacy are ruins and shriveled bodies.

All we have left to hope for is to remember the past and pray for a future to carry on our memories, and so do I leave this story on this wall to preserve for whomever finds this some thousands of years from now.

When there was still a sky and celestial bodies in our sight, we would celebrate an event known as the Trifold Eclipse where all the moons of this world would align with the sun and cast a silvery shadow upon this world, and this only happened once every seven thousand years.

We of Lunaris would come out from the night on this rare occasion where we did not have to fear the weakness the daylight brought to us, and those of Solaris would come out from the day on this rare occasion where they did not have to fear the weakness the dark of night brought to them.

Those of Urthalis would prosper most at this time, as both the sun and moons were present, and this eclipse would last one week.

We would hold vibrant and plentiful feasts and festivals in the main city of each kingdom, traveling throughout the world in a sort of drunken pilgrimage in our finest festival garb. Tournaments would be held to test each others’ physical and magical prowess, and cities and villages would shine brightly with the celestial energy that bathed the world in shimmering light.

Though the flow of the violet Asurei was weak during this eclipse, this was a time of celebration for our victory against the Dak-Shan many, many generations ago, and a time to thank the celestial bodies for shining upon us and granting us their power.

We were all at our most powerful during this one week, and on the eve of the final day of the eclipse, every citizen would gather at their capital city and channel their power into crystal vessels.

The vessel of Solarine shone bright gold like the sun that they drew from,

The vessel of Lunaris shone pure white like the pale moons,

And the vessel of Urthalis shone a warm vermillion like the vivid sunrise and sunset.

These vessels represented the empires we had built and the legacy our ancestors left for us to continue, and in these vessels too were our well wishes to the future generations and prayers for our empires to last forever.

On the first light of the last day, Solaris would raise their vessel into the sky and watch as it became another star in the sky.

On the sunset of the last day, Urthalis would raise their vessel into the sky and they too would watch as it became another light in the rays of the descending sun.

On the midnight of the last day, we of Lunaris would raise our vessel into the sky and watch it as it followed the separating moons and disappeared into the blackened night.

As the vessels faded from the sight of the three kingdoms, so too did the eclipse’s corona leave the skies and thus did this time of celebration end.

We never thought that The Fall would occur less than six months after the last Trifold Eclipse.

Now, this is but a distant memory that fades with each year that passes, and over four Trifold Eclipses should have happened by now…

But we no longer have anything to celebrate with a shrouded sky, and so do I entrust this memory, and thus the legacies of our fallen empires, to you from the future.

If we do not survive this age of darkness, please let our memories do so in our stead. -------------------- The Trifold Eclipse is no longer celebrated by the people of Elvaria after the many tens thousands of years of darkness and strife, and there is only one kingdom left that directly draws from celestial power. Of the many traditions of the Cycelian empires left behind in the distant past, this festival is one of such that will never see a revival. The memory endured through stories passed down through the ages, but the spirit of it died with its era. Some believe that there should be a revival of it for the preservation of the past's glory, but the majority believe that those days should be left to time in order to look forward to a new golden age.

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Classical history moment

I'm splitting the Age of Shadows and Age of New Kingdoms because the Cycelian Empires post was long as crap, so for the sake of not wanting future readers to get slapped in the face with info, I have just enough foresight to do this I honestly don't know if anyone is even reading these blogs but I will continue because I don't want to type that stupid English essay To the previous two Oversimplified Elvaria Lore posts-

happy new year I hope the world doesn't end this time🙏

Wow reading elder scrolls lore has done no favours to my writing, I think I'm getting more incomprehensible each time I come up with lore or something substantial to post about.

I don't think I'm going to do fourth wall breaks or any absurd time travel shit unless I feel like it really benefits the lore and doesn't break the pre-established rules of the existence(or would not even be possible because of High Realm shenenigans)

If anyone needs a less absurd version of any specific post, please don't be afraid to ask on the posts or in my ask box.

super simple low-effort ao3 summary methods that are 1000% better and 1000% less annoying than just saying you suck at summaries:

copypaste the first few lines of the fic. u already wrote ‘em. let ‘em be their own damn hook

if ur feeling fancy & don’t mind showing ur hand a bit, copypaste the first few lines of the fic that u feel are esp. Important or Interesting - the ones where u first start getting into the real meat of things

state the main tropes! theyre probably already in ur tags - just say them again - maybe as a full sentence if ur feelin fancy. or with a joke if ur feelin Extra fancy

ask a question. pose a hypothetical. eg what happens if u take [character] and put them in [situation]?

make an equation. [character] + [thing] = [outcome]

just write like a one-sentence summary of what the fuck is going down. just one (1) sentence. doesnt matter if it doesn’t cover every important aspect. or if it sounds bland. any summary sentence is gonna be miles better than “idk i suck at summaries”

just…explain the fic like u would to a friend? it doesnt have to be a polished back of the book blurb. it can just be “[pairing] coffee shop au, but like, still with murder, and also i made everyone trans. enjoy”

just stick a meme in there

honestly who cares

just put literally anything but a self deprecating comment in there & ur golden

Why do the bots have realistic usernames now, I've had to ask two people if they were bots or not(out of averaging 5 to 6 bot follows a day in this past week) and they were also bots

Part 1, The High Realms(Tilemgie- Boriasonde) Drafts

The proper Boriasonde(Tilemgie) post is here: https://at.tumblr.com/elvaria-project/universal-lore-part-1-the-high-realmstilemgie/yo1donzt3f70

If I were to assign one word to each of the stories of the High Realms, Altersae's would be fear, Spaelcul's would be frustration, Voiskana's would be vengeance, and Tilemgie's would be hope.

I wanted to convey that the Tilemgians are the ones that will be able to let go and forge a future for themselves, and thus the story ends on a hopeful note, but I'm not sure if I managed that correctly, so here's the versions that didn't make the cut. I'm not going to bother adding the writing taglist to this post since it's very trivial.

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Version 1(Incomplete)

Note: This one got chopped because it would've been too long and also too dramatic. I also felt that the first part was very irrelevant so I just scrapped the whole thing.

Howling sandstorms tore across the dunes of Desaebla, leaving behind swirling grains of sand that remained afloat in the skies.

The skies would remain a burnt yellow in hue as the storms persisted for many days, but not all of the desert was battered by these storms, for far away from the Asurei-shielded Dalirnan cities was a canyon surrounded by strange magic.

To the eyes of outsiders, there was no canyon, and they felt no pull to travel across or near it. To them, it was simply another dune among the many that covered Desaebla. To those more observant, they saw the air ripple ever so slightly when sand grains passed through it, but they assumed it was only a hallucination from the scorching heat and felt a compulsion to leave it be.

But the canyon was no strange phenomena akin to the air-lands that dotted the skies or the perpetually ablaze lands of Emorscal, it was unnatural, carved by the hands and power of many that came from a realm afar.

The strange beings known as Tilemgians were once a grand race that held power over the concept of Time, for their creator Tilisnet was the embodiment of Time and the one that granted each Cycle a beginning and end and the ability to progress.

Without Time, there would have been no start of life or creation to be born upon the Space of Seclir, and there would not have been a definitive beginning of this existence for Avaas to cultivate.

This Cycle, though, was always bound to meet a short end from the circumstances Avaas had seeded. Tilisnet knew of the beginning and end of each existence, but it was not his duty to speak of these, only to ensure that Time would still flow to its natural end. His people would also know of this, and they understood that it was not their place to change fate, as no one could, and that they were not preservers of individual worlds or civilizations, as that was the duty of Avaas and his people. They had foreseen the end of their realm of Boriasonde and the disappearance of Tilisnet, but they were never able to prepare for it or warn the other High Realms of it, as this existence had an ordained fate from the start of this Cycle, and this fate dictated that their race would fall from grace.

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Version 2(Complete-ish)

Note: his was supposed to be a comic but then I realized that I cannot draw in a comic format for my life. I'll stick to single shots thank you very much. The character in yellow is not the same character as the one in the proper Tilemgie post. This would've been titled Clockwork Bird. Also please disregard any issues with the text colouring, I cannot fix it at all. Tumblr is just making it worse each time I try.

"I still hear the whispers carried by time, you know. Not ones that carry orders from Tilisnet, of course, but whispers from people."

"That's not very encouraging considering our current circumstances. Are you certain that you're not hallucinating?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not hallucinating. "But it turns out there's still things to learn. "There's a word mortals have that we don't- miracles. When good things happen without reason or explanation."

"We're long past believing in that sort of thing. Our realm is gone and our powers are diminishing. Many of us are scattered across all points of existence and some of us are unfortunate enough to become sick from the memories we hold."

"But we're still alive, aren't we? Though we don't have much power compared to our past selves, we still have power and we can still survive on these mortal planets. These are miracles, if not to you then at least to me."

"At this point I don't consider our survival as a miracle, more like a tribulation. At any moment we could disappear, and at any moment time could cease to exist and this existence's past, future, and present could collide and end this Cycle."

"But that hasn't happened yet. Time still flows, even if the sands do not flow entirely in the right direction. But living on the mortal plane for the past few hundred thousand years has taught me to focus more on the little things rather than the grim bigger picture. "We're no longer bound solely to our duty- we can afford to care more about ourselves as individuals, if not be a little selfish."

"Selfishness brings irrationality. You are becoming irrational, sister. This is not good for us, and we cannot forget our duties that we were created for, as without us there is no time."

"I never said to forget our duties entirely, just that we have more "freedom"- another idea I learned from eavesdropping on mortals. "Boriasonde being destroyed and TIlisnet disappearing at first seemed like tragedy when I looked into our future eons ago. But to be honest, I've forgotten a lot of what came after. I've chosen to let go of many memories in order to live like this."

"But I have chosen to remember."

"And you've become sick as a result. "Fate is a strange thing, and I know there's no one that embodies it since it's the natural progression of entropy, but I don't see this fate as our end. "I think of it as our signal to change. It's going to hurt, but maybe change will redefine our place in this existence."

"And you think the memory overload is a "miracle"? The permanent death of many billions of us, the impending doom of our kind, and the loss of Tilisnet? "This was not a good change, and you saw how change led to our current predicament- in fact the whole of existence's predicament! The Abyss was never meant to exist, Avaas' desire for change doomed us all. The change you suggest, there is no guarantee that it will not end us."

"Tell me, when I release this clockwork bird, does it matter if it remembers me after I die?"

"Our situation is not comparable to a clockwork bird."

"Just humour me."

"...No, but birds are not bound by-"

"-When I set it free and let it pass through the barrier, this being of clockwork will become a real bird that breathes and bleeds. It has no duty other than to survive, and whether or not it does shouldn't be determined by me. When I am left in the past, the bird will have a choice to remember or forget and to stay or go. "If it stays, it will die without knowing the world outside and never realize what it could've been. If it goes, it will learn of the many wonders of life outside this canyon and be able to live a life of it's own choice. "Our fall from grace was a tragedy, yes, but we are the clockwork bird with the choices in front of us."

"...If we change, who will be left to maintain time when we become a new race?"

"As long as we still exist, Time will endure. We will never bleed red like the elves on this planet, but we'll always be connected to the Sands of Time, and so will the race that comes after us. "The bird is still a clockwork being in its heart, and the essence of clockwork will be carried by its children if it chooses to have any. "We should fly freely in order for Time to live on, we can't be afraid of mortality forever. Even if flying defies parts of our duties, we will still carry on the essence of them. "No one has to be sick anymore from the memories. Actually, we don't even need all of our memories for our duties- we just need to know how to fix and maintain Time, not all the details of said Time."

"And what if the day comes where our memories will prove crucial to whether or not this existence will outlast the Abyss?"

"Write them down and give them to the Altersaeans and Spaelculans. We can warn them now without the duty stopping us. "This is the miracle all of us have been looking for since our creation. Even if some of us never wanted to fly, we've all wanted to be able to warn others in the hope that maybe, just maybe we could change fate. We don't all have to die. This existence doesn't have to end this way."

"...Then for once I will believe in your irrationality and "miracles"...but are you certain that the sickness will end if we forget the future and past?"

"I'm not going to say certain, because I gave up foresight for my life. "But just take the chance so we can live for the first time since our creation- and that clockwork bird will be our guide."

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Okay so one last notes section. I chose to not(and also kinda forgot to) mention the whole "there's pretty much no one managing time right now except like a very small population of Tilemgians" thing. Time may or may not get messy when I work on the present and future of Elvaria itself.

Also felt the need to slightly elaborate on line "We now can evolve as the drakes on the elven planet and the crystalline structures on the pseudo-planet have done." in the proper post, mainly the crystalline part because the drake stuff is in the Dust Era post.

So I'm probably never going to talk about the pseudo-planet since that draws away from the focus on Elvaria(which the realms posts are already doing so I need to do less of that), but basically Elvaria's solar system has six planets, and of those six two of them have life, being Elvaria itself and the pseudo-planet. They'll pretty much never interact so it's very irrelevant, but the life on that planet is crystalline time-crystals and the planet itself is in a phase state because of it's composition also being mostly time crystals. Tilemgians on there are doing pretty good in comparison to the ones on Elvaria since the pseudo-planet is closer to sands of time than any other.

Fandom Problem # 4074

The following two opinions can and should coexist:

"No one owes a fanartist/fanfic author/other fancontent creator comments/reblogs."

AND

"If no one leaves positive comments/reblogs on fanart/fanfic/other fancontent, they shouldn't be surprised if the fanartist/fanfic author/other fancontent creator slows their updates or even stops publishing content all together."

And yes, the phrase "positive comments" is important here. If the only comments are flames or demands for more content without otherwise complimenting the fancontent, they'll do the same amount of good as zero comments, if not worse.