When the people of the land first came into being, they were strange things. For they were not only naked and ignorant. Unlike the animals who came before them, who instinctively knew what they needed and what must be done to sate their needs. They were the first people who did not. For they were a strange mix of person and plant.

  They would live as men did, but they would not naturally die as men should; instead, they would wither until their body slowly decayed into nothing, leaving behind only a single seed from where they would grow anew.

  This would be the cycle of their lives. Working the fields, slowly growing old as all mortal creatures do until the time came to start anew and be reborn from their eternal seed. There were those who may have been confused about their immortality and why they were the only creatures like this in all the lands.

  Though this did not worry them, for though they came into the world lost and confused about their existence, they were not alone. They came with their goddess, Detrei, whose presence comforted them and who they knew instinctively would guide them and show them the way forward.

  Detrei would teach them the ways of harvest and how to best use the plants to fulfill their needs. She would also teach them about themselves and their place in the world. Her first lesson to the people was how to weave the tall grass. They used this lesson to make clothes to keep them dry from the rain that frequently falls upon the land and huts to keep warm on the grassy plains.

  After she knew they had mastered the basics of weaving. She then provided special seeds to something she called Sircosa, but unlike regular plants, these would grow in under a day once planted. It would help to sustain themselves until they could begin growing the other crop seeds she had given them.

  For a time they lived upon the grassy plains in their huts surrounded by their small gardens. Spending their time playing in the rivers when they weren't working on their gardens. This was the first age, the age of the grass tribal.

  This life ended when the herds of horses and oxen became too numerous on the plains, and their unstoppable stampedes would crush the huts and the people inside if they weren't fast enough to escape. This would sometimes kill the people trapped in the huts by crushing their eternal seed that was in the center of their chest. So they, for the very first time, had to bury their people.

  So with this new threat to the people, they went to their goddess, Detrei, for help, and so hearing the pleas of her people, she did. She began to teach them the way of stone and how to slowly carve out rock. Using this lesson, they went to live in the hills. Slowly carving out homes in the top of the hills.

  These new homes got them safely out of reach of the unstoppable herds. Once they were settled in, the goddess gave them plants to grow in their new cave homes, beginning their lives as cave dwellers. This became known as the second age, known as the age of the hill towns.

  The people, once they had gotten used to their new cave homes, began to miss those that were gone. Several communities had suffered greatly from the herds and were not the size they once were, but those that were left were all that would ever be. For their immortality, they could not have children like they could see the herds of the plains did.

  So with grief in their hearts, they went to their goddess for aid on this matter. The goddess's answer was a ritual where two would join in love and produce new eternal seeds that would be their children. With this new ritual in the hands of the people, many new children were born.

  As time went on, they expanded their homes to accommodate the new generations, becoming more complex, and began including beautiful carvings spread throughout their homes. It was not long before these cave houses were all the way to the base of the hills.

  As they dug deeper into the hills, expanding their home and their underground gardens. They worked on their tools, making them far more durable than previous versions. As well as making tools that were far more complex, such as a loom. These improvements brought with them a large boost to productivity. This time would become known as the third age, the age of advancement.

  The people began to fill the hills to the brim and soon were forced to send some out to live on the plains, but knowing the danger of the herds, they went to their goddess for help, and so she began to teach them how to befriend the oxen and tame the horses.

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  With the goddess Detrei's lessons on taming animals, the plains were once again safe to live on. With their new animal companions, the people began to expand the fields outside their cave homes, creating farming villages that stretched for as far as the eye could see from the top of their hill. This became known as the fourth era, the time of the hill lords.

  Time stretched on, and the lands occupied by the people grew year by year as more people were born and more animals were added to the use of the hill lords. Until finally the lands of hill lords began to meet, and for the first time the people began to fight and argue with each other. What had started this was the land rights of the hill lords until it was decided that the goddess Detrei would decide, and she chose among the lords those worthy to become kings. This began the fifth age, the age of farming kingdoms.

  The age of kingdoms was a golden era for the people of the land. They knew only the rewards of a hard day's work and the joy of a family under the leadership of their kings and the guidance of the goddess. The only sadness they knew was when one of their oxen or horses would leave. None knew where they went, only that they couldn't go with them and that they would never be seen again.

  This all changed when a new god was seen upon the land, wandering it and moving the bodies from the first area into strange new caves. This new god was frightening, for he was a strange, tall, bony creature that exuded an aura of terror wherever he went.

  The people asked Detrei who this new god was and for what reason he could have for taking their dead and scaring them so. She told them this new god was Hergal, god of burials, her younger brother, and he was there to watch over the crypts that were the final resting place for the people and the animals when they died. He was not there to frighten them; he was merely tending to the dead.

  The people were shocked to find out this new terrifying being was her younger brother for it being so different from their own goddess, but they accepted the words of their goddess as they had always done, and they ignored Hergal from then on as much as something so terrifying could be ignored.

  Though it took a time, peace returned to the land, only broken when the farmers mourned the end of their animals. Though that peace came to an end as well, for Detrei and Hergal began to argue over what none were sure of, no one was brave enough to get close to two arguing gods. The people suspected Hergal's nature was causing him to pick fights with Detrei, who was trying to keep the peace.

  That would all come to an end when Hergal began to raise the corpses of the animals and the people of the first era from the crypts. Taken by surprise, the kingdoms were not ready, especially since the people had never fought any war before, always knowing a peaceful existence under Detrei.

  So Detrei had the people make their tools of stone into weapons of stone and took the surviving kings who proved themselves skilled at war into emperors by combining what remained into empires to be able to withstand the onslaught of the undead. This ended the fifth age and brought about the sixth age, the age of defending empires.

  The goddess realizing her reformed military empires would not be enough. So she called upon the creator, and he connected her world to another to send her warriors to defend her people, the Detreon.

  "So Simon, is that archive of yours going all right?" Robert asked, curious, and deciding he could use a bit of a break, he'd had to help Detrei a lot more than he thought he'd need to, and it did start to tire him mentally after a while.

  "Oh, it's going well, Robert. I think I'm going to call it Tales of the Detreon because of Detrei." Simon answered, feeling good about his name for the people.

  "Sounds good to me. Might want to put that in the game intro when we connect Allyssa to the players later." Robert replied, rubbing his chin in thought.

  "While Robert, I will admit I'm looking forward to seeing the player; I think for now we best get back to Allyssa." Simon said, trying to get Robert back on task.

  "Alright, Simon, you're right back to Allyssa. Detrei probably needs help again, and it won't be too long before I have to keep my eyes on Hergal to make sure he's ready to battle the players." Robert said as he turned back to Allyssa and once again began to help guide his creation.

  "While I guess the only question left is, What next?" Simon asked himself. While Robert continued to work on the world of Allyssa.