The Veils of Myth

[SweetSerenade]

It is often spoken about, in many cultures, that long ago many strange and wonderful creatures were among us. This was a very long time ago, think back around the time of Atlantis. Back when people truly believed that magic, and the Gods existed. There were many races, that slid into place within the confines of certain family groups. Identified by there common markers. Sure there were smaller races, that could hide more easily among the humans, but the main races were the ones spoken of most often.

As time went on, the darkness of men started to develop into a plague. Even the creatures that filled their world, could not truly fight this darkness off as well as fight the darkness of their own races. As time went on, the creatures started to get worse and the races that protected began to get attacked. The whole group, punished for the misdeeds of a few members. It wasn't right, but humans are horrible creatures in the long run. They used their gifts stupidly, and for petty reasons, and over time it was decided to send all of it away.

A large group of magic users got together, from all of the races, and the humans that believed and had good hearts. They gathered up the 'Abyssians' and sent them away into the farthest outreaches of the universe. They sang a barrier of protection into existence, and this barrier has kept humanity safe. But it didn't keep the races safe, when the time came, small pocket dimensions had to be made for those that needed a safer home. The Fae, with there godlike predecessors, did not need this. They already had their own realm of Underhill. The Vampires, worked tirelessly to make their own dimension, ruled by their royalty and built with the forefathers hands. The Weres of all different shapes and forms, were given their own dimension as well. The same followed for The Phantoms, and The Dragons, as well as the Demons, and The Angels, and lastly the only race left that needed a home away from the earth, the Merepeople.

These pocket dimensions had gates guarding them. These main gates were tied to one human of a family line, these were called Guardians. Each Guardian of a race, passed on their genetics to their children, and these abilities were used for the betterment of the races. Time passed, and the races were turned into Myths, unable to be truly believed by humans. The last known connection that humans had, was Avalon, the Isle of Avalon. But with the advent of the White Christ, the destruction of the last true chance for the races to co-mingle, was lost.

Now we reach Modern Day, and the races have slowly mingled in within the humans. The Government knows, and offers the Guardians substantial exchanges, to allow them to create identification for the creatures as they come through. In return, some of each of the races, offers their soldiers towards the human Government where the Gateways open. Now in the year 2011, all of the Gateways are gathered on one Continent, the new world. What will become of the creatures within those Gateways, and the humans they wish to interact with?

This is a world that has been without magic for so long, how can we be sure that the races can come in again, without risking themselves? And what is the darkness seeping into the world, that the Seers of all the races, fear so badly? One may never know, or perhaps it will slowly unfold.



The Setting for this World is Several American Cities:
Seattle Washington, Portland Oregon, Los Angelos California, San Fransisco California, and Las Vegas Nevada. Each race will have a notation beside it, as to which city it's Gateway opens out to.