Legend of Velkar (Patreon)

Rumor has it that, the Divine Mother herself bore the being we call "human". The newborn emerged into the world as a vision of beauty and fragility, pure as the first light of dawn. The Divine Mother adored the human.And in return, she sent the human to earth. She waited for ages, observed each and every second passing by. Adrift humanity lost its chastity, corrupted itself and the promised vicinity. Burned it down, embraced the wicked. Yet, when the time came, the Divine Mother was not indifferent at all.She created a "thing" that was a reflection of humanity and sent it to the world. Some called it the apocalypse, others the day of reckoning. It marked the end of a corrupt civilization while heralding the birth of a new one.The new civilization was Velkar. The Divine Mother's young and beloved people...The Divine Mother entrusted her people to the 'gods.' The gods clung tightly to one another, sharing humanity among themselves, and united into a whole with the three great regions.Vegoia flourished in knowledge and benevolence under the guidance of the Wise One, who illuminated its paths. It was the dream of the naive deity Desirée. They were the one who subdued even the most primal beings, teaching them to cultivate and harvest. From the towering peaks to the deepest abysses, Desirée nurtured and protected Vegoia with unwavering devotion. For centuries, their sole ambition was to create a society that could stand tall, think critically, and question the very fabric of existence. Yet, could the wisdom that sustained them and their society stand against the relentless tide of inevitable decay?Ryuujin's God of Life has built an unshakable order from its foundation. This order, created under the guidance of the Supreme Dragon God Durai, was considered flawless: a caste system of sorts, created for those blessed by animal spirits, and more refined than anything known before. Under their meticulous control, both rulers and the ruled lived in happiness for centuries. Yet, with the god's absence, could the wheels of this promised order continue to turn?Yet, unbeknownst to all, the loving people of Ninova were blessed by two gods. Oh, dear Nanaya, you were the one nourished by the beautiful love of your people. You taught them to love, believe, and forge the strongest bonds of hope. In this mutual, untainted love, Ninova flourished. However, even a deity could be tainted by the darkness that had befallen humankind. Instead of existing for their people to whom they gave their endless love, the unexpected happened: Nanaya fell in love with a god. Alongside the people they left behind, who were fueled by pain and hatred and had embraced evil and exploitation, was there any difference from the corrupted civilization they had become?