Echoes of Eternal Evil
Yea! Harken unto the True Words which have been sung for evermore:
This world was originally created by The Three; the greatest of gods
- He Whose Name Must Never Be Uttered, Jahweh Yehovah and Corellon Latherian - who brought the multiverse into being by rolling the stars across the Khundra Maahra and educing The Great Song of Becoming from the Triple Dragon, Naahr Van Duul.
In the due course of Time, He Whose Name Must Never Be Uttered sought to wrest control from the other creators… Jahweh Yehovah and Corellon Latherian struggled against him and Lo! the Khundra Maahra was shattered. Lo! The Triple Dragon was sundered in three parts in The Great Sundering, and verliy each part rose up, becoming one of the three Great Drakes: Naahr Baht, Vandruu and Amon Duul and took possession of their Dominions & Domains and from their bloodlines begat unto themselves great legions of Drakes.
And the strife and struggle between the Creators spread, as oil dashed upon stone spreads, to every nook & cranny of their Creation which became The Great Wrath.
And in due course of Time, there was War, Pestilence, Gnashing of Teeth, Abomination and Woe beyond measure…
It is written that after a millenium of Wrath, The Three, each with its Hosts and Armies, rose in the Twelfth War: the war to end all wars. Jahweh Yehovah and Corellon Latherian, each with its Hosts and Armies, rose together, united in The Diamond Pact and strove together to wrest power over creation from the grip of He Whose Name Must Never Be Uttered. And Lo! Unto The Plain of Ragnorok these great forces met in desperate combat and even the stars shook in the heavens… And The Three fell into final combat with each other:
He Whose Name Must Never Be Uttered was terribly armed with a great engine of destruction comprised of the very shards of the Khundra Maahra which wrought great destruction upon the others yet they, with much power, did manage to defeat the ursurper and smash the Breath and Song of Life from his body killing the ursurper.
And yet, this was a but a bitter victory, for in the final battle of The Great Wrath, Jahweh Yehovah received such blows that smashed the Breath and Song of Life from his very own body which lay dead upon the field, and Corellon Latherian was so slashed and shattered by the shards of the Khundra Maahra that much of the Breath and Song of Life issued from the wounds upon his body, never to return, never to be healed, never to stand upon his feet, nor gaze with his eyes upon his creation, but to lie as one asleep, tended by his beloved Elves in The Undying Court in the Far Isles.
And yet, amid this great sorrow, there was even more crying and wails such as can not be dreamt of, for upon The Plain of Ragnorok the Hosts and Armies of He Whose Name Must Never Be Uttered carried the day, and swept the Hosts and Armies of The Diamond Pact from the field of battle and persued them to farthest corners of creation.
And it is written that so began The Age of Shadows