So, man ended up destroying what I had built. Billions of years of work lost. I should have known better. Yet, I will endure. I have been given the power of sustaining life. I did it once, over countless years, but this time I must not linger long in despair over my lost children. I will sustain life again. But the age of men is over.
Come, my surviving children, I give you the gift of my powers, and the memories of the world that once was. Rebuild your hopes and dreams. Your mother earth is with you.
The First Scroll
The LadyBug, the last known survivor of her kind.
In the shadow of the great man-war, the LadyBug seeks purpose in a world being reborn. She has many powers, but her greatest strength and her deepest flaw----is her compassion.
"What is this light? Is it the sun? No, it must be another machination of man, for the sun I have not seen for many months."
The New Powers
I have strewn my gems over my surface, and my surviving children have found them. But they are not all alike, not even remotely alike! So choose your allegiance. But be wary, there is no telling which one is on the right path.
The Guardians
We carry the memory of lofty towers and masterful craft. We are man's true successors, and man must aid his successors in the rebuilding of the world ere their time fades away!
The Bereft
We are plagued by the memories of the innocent. We shall not rest till judgment has been passed on man.
The Silent
We are the inheritors of peace, and we shall enforce peace by love or hate.
The SoilBound
We are the vessels of memories of flight, yet we ourselves are bound to the earth. Thus the earth and her ways we shall protect.
Evolution of the Gems
There are many kinds of gems, in all shapes and sizes, each bearing its own powers.
The Orb is the most primitive form — large, heavy, and often overwhelming in the memories it reveals. Yet, it holds raw power unmatched by even most advanced gems.
The Crescent is the second stage — a balanced, symmetrical gem, exuding stable energy. But it is vulnerable to regression: should its wielder grow greedy, it may devolve back into the Orb.
The Star comes next — a rare form. Its wielders possess emotional clarity and maturity. The Star’s memories are nuanced, powerful, and sometimes prophetic.
The Severed Gem is final — a fractured anomaly of immense, unstable power. Some say it is but a myth, others claim to have seen its burst of energy reshape fate itself. Few survive it. Fewer understand it.
The Ranks of Awakening
In a world teetering on the edge of extinction, life does not yet thrive — it merely survives. Who shall it be? Will the strength of the Silent endure, or will the guile of the Bereft prevail? Or the order of the Guardians? And we must not be oblivious; everything is SoilBound in the end! Or is it?
Only those that excel in all five traits; strength, speed, intelligence, endurance and spirit, are true leaders, creatures of stature in this makeshift world. With all traits above 90 they become Lords, Wardens, Elders and Fiends.
The warriors and blacksmiths and riders are their followers, and they protect the commoners, laity and clergy alike. Only with scores all above 55 can one call oneself warrior. Below 55, even at 54, all are soldiers and commoners.
The Leaders can rake the world, the warriors can shake the world, and the commoners can take the world built by them.
Read the Logbook
Entry # 001, Martin Leaf, Ecologist
Vegetation in Area 102 shows extensive thermal damage consistent with high-yield detonation. Less than 5% canopy survival. No observable fauna in the open range.
Ant species identified, likely Solenopsis invicta or a mutated derivative. Estimated size increase: 1900–2200%. Behavior is atypical — individuals maintained spatial formation and appeared to respond to my movement.
Due to elevated size and unpredictable behavior, sample collection was deemed high risk. Area marked as active. Withdrew without incident.
The First Awakening
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This is Regalle, the Queen of the Superior Ants. She has great strength at her disposal, and her ambitions are lofty. Some even call her mad for power.
Her gem is a strong crescent, and its power is feared by most creatures who know of it. There are rumors that her gem is unstable, but the claim is not veritable.
The DeadFeather sleeps deep inside a cave, wherein the only light is the flickering glow of his Red Crescent. He was a bee once, but time crushed his body and spirit. His wings have failed, and it is rumored that his gem weighs heavily on what remains of his mind.
His loyal servants are by him, guarding his secrets and their own.