The following story follows the end of Warrior_Demeros's History of LegendCraft blog. All story elements are drawn from the same source.



The Xenochronology



Prologue: ~A Night of Dread~



The walls came crumbling down.



The moon was full, and the sky was crimson.



Lancelot's third empire had fallen.



Back in the days of Ancient Legendcraft, The Creators had a ritual. As over time, their powers would deteriorate, they had to fill the air with the essence of civilization in order to unleash the continent's primordial might.



The airship armada reigned the skies, leaving no hope for the few survivors. All that remained of the once mighty city was a crater of horrifying proportions.



In order to make the earth release its power, a sacrifice of a thousand was required. The Lords of old fed the fire with the bodies of the puny human settlements below.



But out of thin air, as it seemed, came an even more monstrous figure. The few survivors froze in place as their frightened eyes met the pungent red glare.



Once the humans had been thoroughly killed and violated, The Creators would set the city ablaze.



Xeology, the God of death,  made sure he had gotten all the pleasure out of these helpless individuals as he could. And even in killing them did he make certain he had thoroughly enjoyed their screams. He splintered their skulls, pulled their brains out, and heated their bodies to the point where they became a simple pool of flesh and blood. He eradicated a human civilization faster than one could utter the name of Lord Geather.


It is said that the dying blaze of a civilization has a shine so bright that it puts even diamonds to shame.



Fire. Nothing but the flames of disaster for miles and miles, and yet, it was the most beautiful sight anyone had graced their eyes upon.



"Well, it looks like this is the end of the show," said Xeology. "A royal shame too, I was actually enjoying myself this time. Oh well, to the mountain of Truth to claim my reward."



However, while the power of the earth did sustain them, it also became their downfall. Their arrogance had clouded their reason, and so they believed that they knew everything about the power.



Xeology had worked for a whole year, starting wars, killing all sorts of people, and causing all sorts of terror in order to claim power that transcended even the gods'.



They did not. On the seventh night of the seventh month of the seventh millennium, a power so great would emerge from the earth that not even the Lords could control.



As he flew up the steep mountain, he licked the rotting remains of the people he had just devoured, knowing it would be the last flesh he would savor in this world.



The power that emerged from the earth that day destroyed entire continents and created new ones, slaughtered all animals and humans alike and replaced them, and caused a ripple in the Almighty Eagle-King's power. He was the only Lord who survived that day.



As he reached the summit of the mountain, he spotted two figures. They were oddly familiar.



Xeology didn't usually remember human names, but these two were engraved in his memory. It was the Warrior-King Demeros and the Emperor Underminer.



However,  Xeology was more than any Lord.



It didn't matter anymore, as the Dread Moon was about to rise, an essence that would allow Xeology unlimited power. He could reshape the earth at will. He could kill and torture at the lift of a finger. He could become the perfect being.



Demeros had trouble climbing the mountain, as ever since he had began sharing his body with King Aethos, his shoulder had become almost completely limp. Even so, he found the strength to speak.



"I did all you said: I fought for years and years, I filled your revolting goblets of blood, and I burned half the cities on the continent. Was it all for this end? After all that has happened in this world, after all that us and our ancestors have done for you, you're prepared to end the world and create a future of pure suffering? Is the "salvation" you promised us a ruse for your personal pleasure?"



"Ask yourself this: would you have preferred to be the last men of the earth? You know that the earth is degrading day by day, and if I don't reboot it, we're all dead. I've silenced Geather permanently, slaughtered Arcion, and blinded Aelux to reason. The timing couldn't be better. "



"I cannot let you create a world in YOUR IMAGE, XEOLOGY," yelled Underminer. "Even if the world ends indefinitely, your wishes cannot be fulfilled. I would rather die than live in the world you create. It's time to die, MONGREL!



"Out of my way, old fool." Xeology snapped his fingers. Flesh flew everywhere. Emperor Underminer had been reduced to a pool of blood.



"Enough is enough, Xeology," yelled Demeros (Aethos).



A blue bolt flew from Demeros. Xeology caught it in midair.



"No, please, struggle. Your life force will come in handy."



The Dread Moon was rising, blinding all in its wake. Xeology swiftly extracted Aethos' soul from Demeros and used it to encapsulate the Moon.



"YES, THE WORLD AND THE POWER OF ITS SUCCESSIVE CIVILIZATIONS, IT'S ALL MINE!"



The Eagle-King's soul had split into five that day. However, his conscience remained in only one.



But out of nowhere, another one rose from the ground. It was Aelux, the defiled Eagle-King who had become the lord of all the Gods.



"You plan on defying me, child?"



"There is no need, Gramps. I am more powerful than you would have ever imagined."



"You are a fool, Xeology. You have not gained the power you once truly desired and instead have stripped yourself of whatever humanity you once had."



"Why on Legendcraft would I want to revert to an inferior life form as those humans? Old fools like yourself have no place in my new world. I'll make the earth swallow you and never spit your sorry self back out ever again. Die, insolent creature."



A fissure appears and swallows Aelux whole.



"Now, it's time to begi-"



Aelux emerges from the earth, and proceeds to pin Xeology to the ground.



"NO! Ho-"



"Did you honestly think that you could successfully harness the power of all humanity all by yourself, with no experience beforehand? Now, you are correct in that the world will end if nothing is done, however, I will take the reins from here. Now, I've already absorbed the bodies of the other Gods, after you yourself killed them, of course. After I absorb you, I will finally become complete once again. I'm going to make you into one of those humans that you despise, and teach you some humility."



(Aelux rips Xeology's face off, and replaces it with that of the nearby Demeros.)



"NO AELUX! YOU POWER HUNGRY BASTARD, BY THE NAME OF OUR LORD FATHER THE FIERCE DEITY, I PLEDGE TO KILL YOU!"



And then, there was nothing.