| Ancelloan, the Goddess of Creation. |
Ancelloan was a noble lady of breathtaking beauty. She was the wife of Sun, the Great God and mother of Moon, the Divine Prince. T’was said that she was the Goddess of sorrow and hope. She crafted the world out of her own flesh and inspired life into it with her breath. She would later sacrifice her own life to save the world from destruction.
Eons ago, there was a great battle between the father and son. The Sun and the Moon fought with each other for control of the world. The Great War lasted for 18,000 years and tore apart lands and killed millions of creatures.
The two gods continued fighting though they knew that it would eventually lead to the world’s end. In a while, it would have led to the absolute destruction of the world and all its creatures.
The creator of the world, Ancelloan couldn’t bear to see the destruction of the world and covered it with her sorrow. Fighting back tears, her left hand gripped the flaming sword of her husband and her right hand gripped the icy spear of her son. White flames shot out of the sword and burnt her soul and the icy chill from the spear froze her soul. And thus, the Goddess of sorrow, hope and love died in tears.
After the flames died out, her left hand became a vast land and the burning embers that remained came alive and became the spirits of nature. This area was the land of spirit Ellimental-Zenias. Ancelloan’s frozen right hand melted and became creeks of pure, crystal clear water that ran through the ground. The fertile land gave birth to lush forests, the prairie, the trees, birds and the humans. This was the land of vitality, Soul-Eremina.
What happened to her soft and luxurious blonde hair? It formed the gold continent. The gold continent was formed of her hair, her love and her sorrow. In this land, Angels, the beings of ethics and order rose from the ashes and came to life. This place was called Mystic Heaven. And finally her body sank to the bottom and started decaying in the shadows. Ancelloan’s despair, fear and depression took form and created the black continent Hellrod. This land gave birth to Demons, powered by chaos and disorder.
Thus began the fight between Mystic Heaven and Hellrod. Ancelloan’s tears flowed and created the oceans that encircled the four continents.
This new world called Ellion, was divided between the father and son. The Sun dominated the world during the day and the Moon dominated it during the night. Even though the sadness of Ancelloan’s death stopped their fight, their hatred for each other continued. During the regime of his father the son tries to cover it with clouds, and his father stains the dignity of the Moon with his stars. Ancelloan’s sorrow was not finished yet.
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