In the beginning. In the Luminous Age. The Five Worlds of the Totality of Ygg – Marcus, Aphros, Aerth, Arris, and Sigurd – glittered like bedewed blossoms on a far branch of Yggdrasil. Travel between the worlds was commonplace, riches and information were freely shared, the worlds grew fat and beautiful like noblemen’s children. But this could not last, as all good things, and the Totality drew the Ternion to it like blood flowing in pure water. The Destroyer, the Opener of Ways, and the Lord of Chaos descended, ad the Endless War began.
Marcus was the first to fall – then Aphros, Arris, and Sigurd. But Aerth was saved. Four princes bound themselves to the King of Elfland and imprisoned the Ternion in a Moment. The worlds were left in ruin, but they were safe.
The princes became kings in their own right and set about rebuilding their world, Aerth – now named Acheron, the world of pain. Aesop would become king in the West, and love and marry the King of Elfland’s daughter Lirazel, magnificent and terrible in her own right as her father before her. Rumleskaft took the mantle of the East, though as always his attention wandered, and he became quickly restless and filled with ennui. My master Bellwart crowned king of the North, his technical skill matched only by the arcane talents of the Red Wizard, King of the South and the forbidden jungles there.
At the King of Elfland’s command these four rulers rebuilt the Alabaster Halls as a beacon, sealing its doors with four keys that they alone possessed. The work to rebuild Aerth began in earnest, lead by my master – every road, every city and town in Aerth owes their existence to him. He did not forget his friends either, for to save King Rumleskaft from fatal tediums my master also built the Gilded Bones, where he begins to entertain emissaries from Arris, now named Phlegethon, world of metal and fire – playing them in cards and dice and all manner of diversions.
I lose the thread here somewhat. King Rumleskaft asked my master to build him two child automatons to satisfy a wager, and my master obliged. Other than that, my master contented himself with building things of beauty, and travelling the stars – until the day Lord Aesop came to him, begging him for help.
It was said that Lirazel ate of a golden apple, and in doing so began her long march towards death. Aesop begged his father-in-law the King of Elfland to save his own daughter, wife of Aesop – but the King of Elfland refused, saying that the secrets to immortality must never be revealed. Aesop grew blind with rage and despair, and here in these very halls, just after I was given as a gift to my master, the Four Kings met. Aesop begged the Red Wizard for help in finding the Ritual of Immortality, and Rumleskaft and my master threw their lot in to assist by building the Scintillating Athenaeum to house the research that this would take. There was much activity then, and my master would disappear for long stretches, and at times Aesop would come here alone and pace the halls for hours in a deep fury.
Things continued on this way for many scores of years, but I recall my master returning one day with that twisted thing – Logos, a gift of intelligence from Syrinx, a lord of the blasted lands of Phlegethon. Logos helped my master rewoind the W.E.A.V.E, connecting it back to Phlegethon. So happy was he with the work of Logos that my master placed him in his sky-ship, the Carcosa, to advise him on his journies between the planets.
My last memory of my master was just before the Gloaming Transformation. I was unclear what he was doing in his laboratory but finally saw something that he named "the Final Contingency". He placed it inside of Verso, an intelligence like Logos, but it appears to have broken him. With this contingency in place, Bellwart left to meet his brothers in the Alabaster Halls. This was the last I would see of my master.