Life Story Snippet #2 - Spreading Memories to the Fyrelite

My stories are preserved within the Fyre Nexus, a sanctum for the Fyrelite to gather the truths and ideals of worlds now extinguished. This archive is upkept by Fyre Fly, the Achiever of Fiction & Reality. For when the final hour strikes, this information shall serve as a shield for the falling memory and stars—a guiding light towards the ushering in of the lunar dawn.

There once was a coalition known as Lithic, a formidable force defined by power and unshakeable character. Though they have lapsed into ruin, their legacy endures. For a fresh spark born unto the heart of chaos, they were the one to bring forth order and found Lithic. Their death rung out, and from it formed a golden age; those who sought to preserve the order, and as such, they drawn the title of peacekeepers.

The Masquerade is a dance with death, the very force of time now seeming hostile. The death of that world was caused by those who unknowingly brought disaster trying to stave off a greater threat, dooming life while trying to protect.

In these chronicles of life, you will hear from many voices; a Hunter skilled and knowledgeable, an Exorcist haunted in their own, the corrupting force that consumes all. Trust these figures and the rest that are given to the Fyre Nexus, for they can be with you when nothing else is there.

The future is a funny thing. No one can say with certainty what lies ahead, nor can I claim ignorance of where this path leads. But be wary of Echoes and the Sun, of no one knows what may stir in their horrific absence. For this world’s time is drawing near, so before it closes, I will open the nexus to absorb your memories, to ensure that even as the curtains close, you are never forgotten.