The Legend of the Beasts of War

  Long ago, before the world was scarred and humanity took shelter beneath the earth, there was war—unrelenting and total.

  It spread across the entire world, wiping away civilizations and leaving only ruin. Battles raged on every front—against invaders, the unknown, each other, and even oneself. The skies darkened, monsters clawed their way from the depths, and reality itself began to unravel.

  From the chaos, they arose—the Beasts of War.

  Born of tragedy and forged in conflict, they struck fear into the hearts of men, monsters, and gods alike. Six demigod beasts, neither fully mortal nor divine. They waged their own wars, their destruction so great they were likened to natural disasters. So powerful, they were said to even be able to alter fate itself.

  The White Wolf, Beast of Light, could turn the brightest day into the darkest of night. Cunning as it is reckless, inspiring others to follow it into impossible battles doomed to end in disaster.

  The Scarred Raven, Beast of Wind, soared across the world, its winds carving through mountains and ripping the breath from one’s lungs. Ever trailed by an endless storm of misfortune.

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  The Traitor Serpent, Beast of Water, ruled the seas, freezing or boiling them at will. Ever shrouded in a fog mystery, it betrayed even its closest allies in pursuit of its cryptic end goals.

  The Mad Tiger, Beast of Lightning, wielded electricity with blinding speed and ferocity. Brilliant yet paranoid, it hid within a shifting labyrinth of metal, striking down all who threatened its twisted mind.

  The Zealot Ape, Beast of Earth, raised mountains and carved canyons with every step. It fought with relentless fervor, demanding the same from all who followed, else they suffer its own wrath.

  The Frenzied Dragon, Beast of Fire, burned with such fury that forests turned to ash and stone melted into rivers of molten wrath. It sought to burn the world in hateful vengeance for wrongs long past.

  As the world teetered on the brink of annihilation, those who remained united in a final battle to end the war. In a clash said to eclipse all before it, the Beasts of War were brought low and sealed away, scattered across the world, never to be seen again.

  But peace came too late. Arcane storms consumed the surface, twisting the land beyond recognition. And so, humanity fled underground, waiting for the day they might reclaim their home.

  Yet legend warns that should war once again engulf the world, so too shall the Beasts of War rise once more.

  - Myths and Legends of the Pre-Emergence Age, Vol. 3