History is one of the most basic elements of a people's identity. It answers many questions.....who are we.......where do we come from.....For the Shi'aarea most of our history is shrouded in a thick veil of mists. I shall retell what is known, at least what the Lady has shared that concerns the Origins of the Imaji Realm, the Lost Home World, and My Mother, the Shi'aarae Daughter.
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Our history is a riddle within an enigma. You will find a grain of truth among the confusion and purposeful twisting of it. Twisting that has been set down as accurate records of the divine history of our world on purpose. What I tell you is a mixture of both the truth and purposeful twisting of this truth. Why do you ask, do go to such extremes? We do not seek to mislead our people, our children in the Flesh Time. This is done for the very survival of the Flesh Time itself, this twisting of the truth. So take all that I say with caution. Just know that in the Imaji everything has more than one side.
My mother often describes herself in these words:
This is the best way to describe who we are and our history.
Let us begin this journey into the predawn of history. In the begining, existed chaotic a mass of energy. For many eons it sat alone, coursing through the Mana Veils of Space and Time. The Elders are not sure what took place, only that this mass took shape as it separated.
"I'm a mystery wrapped within an enigma wrapped within a question. Who am I?"
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The denser mass of energy swirled away from the much lighter and brighter part,thus; the One Creator Entity awoke. She found the newly created universe empty and devoid of other creatures.
From the left over mass of energy She created Xontha'lus, the Great ArchDaemon Imaji God. Together they formed the Imaji, the Home World and Realm. Teeming with life,the Imaji was a wondrous world. Soon they created other Celestial creatures and creatures to inhabit the new world.
The Lady is the Matriarch of the Celestial Court and Unseen Realm. The Shi'aarae were Her first Children. Children in the sense that they sprung from and nursed from Her own body.
For a time civilization thrived, until the coming of the Shadow Wars. Xontha'lus was not satisfied with their world. He wanted more, thus; He enslaved the Lady in His own Realm, the Shadow Lands (Sombra'lix),by assuming the form of the Lady's mortal lover. Xontha'lus hoped to creat a new powerful race of gods that would do his bidding and conquer entire worlds.
This was when the universe was still fresh and unfolding. Two powerful deities came together in a violent macabre dance of destruction and fertility to create the First Children of the Unseen Realm, the Shi'aarae. For the Daemon God, they would provide the means for conquering the Celestial Court and the Imaji.
All Shi'aarae represent the dual nature of their divine parents. The scales that adorn their bodies tell which domain of mortal life or the world they oversee. The Impa'wixaie scales match the colors of the their Shi'aarae Lords and Mistresses.
Betrayal and carnage is what followed and a once proud race was brought to its knees. War raged in the heavens, in the hells, and in the world of mortals. Thus, the Imaji was plundered, raped, and defiled.
During this time of Chaos, the Impa'wixaie (Impa'wixay)were born. In Her desolation and pain, She shed many grief-laden tears. Each droplet bore a bit of her soul within it. As the precious droplets fell upon the gem encrusted gown, the Impa'wixaie were born. Her thoughts and feelings gave birth to the newly created creatures' powers, habits, and temperaments. Thus, all Impa'wixaie have a spark of the divine in them. She kept them hidden among her robes. The first Shi'aarae were gods, a rank evident by the crimson scales that adorne their bodies. To this day, only one known Shi'aarae, wears these markings upon her body, Si'annae Desi'ree Aires Cer'jac.
The Lady diluted her essence to prevent any furthering corruption of the inbalance of power. The next generation of Shi'aarae were simple demi-gods, and to these she gave them the Impa'wixaie.
The Omeg'alic Tribum (the Crimson Horde) are the exception to this. The Omeg'alic were created by the first Shi'aarae. Only six of these Impa'wixaie are in existence and dwell with my mother, Si'. These were created by the first Shi'aarae. They are great wielders of magic and are the only true immortal Impa'wixaie.
The only true deities among the Shi'aarae are the Empyreals who are distinguished by the bearing the marking of the divine bloodline, the winged plumaged serpent. The scales on found on the body of a Shi'aarae's avatar aspect hint to the demonic origins and of the domain their oversee. Our demi-god Sisters and Brothers wore multi-hued scales ranging from vibrant blues to molten golden. The Impa' that live to this day, are a reminder of the their Mistresses and Lords. Each Tribum, served a specific Shi'aarae.
The Lady was inpregnanted by Xontha'lus numerous times. Some Elders claim she bore him a hundred children per Lu'nax (Month), while others claim this figure is grossly exaggerated. But by all accounts, the ways of thd Lady are mysterious.
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It is said that during her captivity, which lasted a 3,000 years, she went out of Her way to give birth away from Xontha'lus' domain. When the time of brith approached, she would leave His domain and venture forth to the Fuego'zo'nax (the Fire Mountains). Deep within the subterranean world of fire, molten rock, and precious minerals, she underwent the pains of birth. Here the two races of Children were born, the Shi'aarae and the Gargoli'xay.
The birthing place is most important among the Imaji. It is believed that the place where the new born enters the world will impact on their formation. Tis why the Impa'wixaie are very daemonic in temperament as opposed to their younger Siblings, the Shi'aarae and the Gargoli'xay.
The soil became her bed, the spirits of the wild, became her midwives and guardians. She always found comfort near the rivers of lava, fire, and molten rock that littered this subterranean world. When Her water burst forth, it splashed into the rivers of lava and something unexpected - marvelous occurred. The molten rock reacted like a lost child seeking out its mother's teat to nurse. A pseudopodia extended from the lava bed, out near Her spreaded ground prone feet. Once the new new born Shi'aarae was delivered safely, the placenta would be expelled from the body along with her precious essence. For each birth tore her apart, as the winged new child seared her flesh with the promise of flight. This thick nutrient rich gelatinous substance would fall directly over the awaiting pseudopodia.
The Spirits and Impa'wixaie tended to the new born babes, while She would sing the Song of Creation. In a gentle motherly voice, She would coax the new forming creature closer within reach of Her hands. Those delicate extensions would lower into the still hot surface of the pseudopodia. The flesh from her hands was blistered into angry wounds until her life force flowed freely bathing the New Child to be. Her mind, heart, and body shaped what would become the Gargoli'xay. This process would be repeated time after time through out in this subterranean world of fire and precious minerals giving way to an entire race of creatures that resemble daemonic gargoyles.
The Gargoli'xay served the Lady as the Guardians of the Shi'aarae. Each Gargoli'xay has its own clan evident by the coloring of their hide which gives testimony to their primordial origins. Where are they now, you ask? They are resting the Sleep of Centuries awaiting for the Time of Awakening with the rest of the Shi'aarae, if any are left. Some slumber in a great cyclopean structure, deep within the waves of the Ocean of Souls wiating the call that will rise the tower from its watery depths and awaken them to serve... protect, the Shi'aarae Daughter once more.
When the Shadow Wars began in earnest, the Lady's Children took flight to the stars carrying with them the seeds of their once glorious Home World. The Gargoyli'xay took with them as many of the mortal creatures with them. Some of the Celestial Court vanished to parts unknown, only to return later to create a new unfolding realm. A few fled to the Earth Realm, in hopes of finding respite from their aimless wandering.
Among these rag tag assortment, there were two crimson scaled Shi'aarae in avatar form, Ki'tar and Ur'su'lathan. They were my mother's parents. But war met us here on this strange alien world. In avatar form, we can suffer the pains felt by mortals to the point of killing off the avatar form, specially among the expecting mothers. The two sacrificed their avatar forms. They feared the damage taken by Ur' would harm the new forming unborn avatar, my mother, and send the soul back to the desecrated Hall of Souls, that at time laid in charred ruins. He took the unborn child, implanting it into his side until he found a proper host and could bring her away from danger.
A new Home World came into being. The Lady created this haven for her wandering nomadic children. This is a new unfolding universe with countless worlds of dark sensual beauty and light. It became know as Imaji Espe'jismo, meaning Mirror Image of the True One. Ki'tar and Ur' are said to have returned to the Imaji and lay in wait for the Time of Rebirth. My mother's destiny as is my own and my siblings is to find our mystical home world and return her to full glory and awaken the Ancient Ones.
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