When this world was first formed, it was a place of great beauty and peace. The creator of this world was a goddess, one who had no name. Her home was the moon. Still unsatisfied with her work, she sought to create the perfect being. She created the unicorn.
The unicorns recognized their creator, and worshipped the goddess of the moon faithfully. A great temple was built on Earth, and there the moon goddess lived with her unicorns. It was a perfect existance. One that could not hope to ever last.
Several millenia from now; the first signs of doubt broke out among the unicorns. The goddess was horrified. Her temple, once a majestic place of beauty, was in ruins. Her unicorns were seperated. All was lost. The goddess fled from this world, forsaking the unicorns to a life of war. Bitter, the unicorns continued to fight, and they continue to do so, to this very day. Ruins are the sole reminder of a beauty that once was, for the moon goddess had forsaken the unicorns to forever live in the darkside of the moon...
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As you walk through water up to your knees, you are surprised to come upon the ruins of what was once a great temple of elegance and majesty. Walking through the ruins, you come upon an sapphire unicorn. Both musclular ans sleek, he represented a picture of both peace and power at the same time. A single ebony horn spiraled from his forehead. Turning to face you, you notice a sad look in his orbs.
This was once a great temple, belonging to our goddess and creator. Because of a war that we brought upon ourselves, we were forsaken to the Darkside of the Moon. Please join our side and fight for our cause... you are welcome in the Lands of Light.
Looking as though he wished to say more, the stallion halts, muscles tensing. A cold chill creeps up to your spine as you spin to see a muscular unicorn threading her way through the water towards you. Crimson as no blood could wish to be, an evil incarnate upon Earth; the mare walks towards you. You spin around to face the sapphire one, but he is gone. You turn back around to see the ebony stallion facing you. Eyeing you in silence for a moment, she speaks, not in a hiss but in a deep, strong voice that made your bones rattle.
If you believe yourself vile enough -and brave enough- then you can join the Dark Ones. You're other choice is to perish with the weak ones.
Saying no more, she heads back in the directio in which he he had come, leaving you to yourself to decide in who you would trust your destiny to. Before you decide, however, yet another steed appears before you. Eyeing you slowly, he nods slightly.
I am Soul Keeper, the King of the Valley of the Lost, where the Neutral unicorns reside. If you wish not entangle yourself into their pointless battles, then you are welcome to join us.
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