As the fourth age comes and goes ancient magics begin to stir again as the dragon lords start to slumber.
In ages past an ambitious sorcerer reached out in the mysteries of Arcana and found the raw energies of the universe. Originally meant for good of humanity, the sorcerer let the raw energy of the Elemental Chaos taint his unlimited power and twisted his view. Having decided that the only good that humanity needed was the will of the Primordial Titans, destruction and recreation.
High in the Heavens, the elder god, He Who Was, looks upon the world of Terra-Gaia to see the Will of the Primordial Titans about to come to fruition. Unable to interfere himself he sends one of his arch-angels, striping it of its immortal form, to stop the sorcerer before the world falls. Miscalculating the sorcerer's growth to unlimited power, the Celestial Avenger and Sorcerer become locked in a stalemate. Realizing the destruction caused from both sides would be sufficient enough to finish off the weakened world, the Celestial Avenger sacrifices itself to seal the sorcerer away in a dimensional prison.
In a relatively short amount of time, according to the Dragons, the Ancient Beasts decide to reclaim Terra-Gaia as their world and they its stewards. Foreseen in a prophecy of the power of the Sorcerer return and the Will of the Primordial Titan's fulfilled, a draconian crusade against all magic is commanded. Everyone who casts magic, or uses tools of ancient power was deemed a heretic or an abomination. Even ones around mages where condemned for fear that they were tainted with black magics. Careful not to error in their way and lose the arcane art for good, the Dragon Lords established the College, containing one master wizard and their apprentice for each school of magic to keep the knowledge safe from generation to generation until humanity was ready for magic to be integrated back into Terra-Gaia. With the creation of the College the Dragon Lords went back to slumber until they were needed for another,“Clean-up.”
But know, more than 1000 years have passed. Ancient magic forgotten from ages past, begins to stir...
I SHALL FIND MY FAMILY HISTORY I SHALL RESTORE THE GLORY OF THE GEDDON CLAN!!
Information is what I know. If I don't know I will. No information can hide from me and secrets are mine to manipulate. If the shadows welcome you you shall know my name.
Exquisite rapture... eternal screams...
Just remember... it's all a dream...