The horrible battle of Sidfolnex was the last stand of the elven race during the great elven war. It was by far the most gruesome battles during this long war as the elves fought their hardest to try and stop us from enslaving all of their kind. But no matter how hard they fought we had more in both numbers and strength.

  In a last attempt to win the war the Supreme Magus Quyntritcox created a new realm called the Muytrs a world where the overflow of one's emotions created a monstrous creature from which even the most cruelest of nightmares would run in fear. All the emotions created by the last stand form three of those creatures but many times more powerful and those creatures were given names them being Decyrsdor the wrathful, Sexdaldrol the hopeful, and Desailkrox the false divine

  The three beings of pure emotion created the beginning of Muytrs legacy by shaping the domains of Muytrs that leaked into Voxdqun creating the first of many structures called Dungeons

  The history of Muytrs chapter: 1

  By grandmaster Dalson the head researcher of the holy empires royal magic academy

  On the date 13th of May of the 11th century of the AEW calander the cult of Yinfal gathered together for a grand sacrifice to try and summon one of their great lord's demon princes

  "We gathered here today to summon one of are lord's mighty children to this realm to allow them to trample this city and feast on the flesh of all of the non-believers of the city above us!" the grand preast of the cult of Yinfal preached his grand purpose to his fellow believers "bring in the sacrifices!"

  From a side room a long chain of chained up peasants and slaves were brought into the grand ritual hall. Then the chained sacrifices were brought to the center of the summoning circle an as one by one were beheaded soaking the summoning circle with their blood and their bodies thrown into a pit.

  "Let us begin the summoning!!" The fifty or so cultists began their chanting and started to feel their mana being drained into the ritual slowly causing the room to light up with arcane energy making the room glow red. Nearing the peak of the ritual the cultists were unable to hear over the hum of energy as one of the doors to the grand ritual hall was destroyed in a shower of splinters as the city's knights rushed into the grand ritual hall and began to slaughter the cultists.

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  "OHH MAY THE LORD HAS HIS MERCY ON HIS LOWLY SERVANT AS WE ASK OF HIM TO AGHHH!!!" The grand preast was stopped seconds before he could finish the ritual as a sword was stabbed through his chest "you fool what have you done!!"

  As there was no one left to control the summoning ritual the mana in the ritual began to go wild as it lashed out making arcs of arcane energy blasted from the rituals center. Above the center of the ritual came a rip in the realm itself the size of a small house but a second later it closed and all the mana in the ritual vanished even when nothing can through the rip in reality.

  On that day everybody that witnessed the rip in the realm opened that nothing came through before it closed but in reality something much more wicked did come through but something not from the nether realm or the heavens but from Muytrs. A shapeless being thats age reaches the thousands and made out of purely emotions and energy from a spell long forgotten shifted into the shape similar to a soul without a body slipped its way through the crack in Voxdqun that was barely big enough for it to fit its cloudy tush.

  The old entity floated through the walls of the grand ritual hall and through the walls of the sewers an out into the open air of the busling city but it didn't stop floating upwards till it reached the clouds which it then began to slowly drifted aimlessly like it was a cloud. The entity kept on dirfting until one day it changed its course and started to go directly southwards pass of many different terrain until it found its destination.

  It began to fall towards something in a large old forest in the canyon of two mountain ranges and once it made contact with that something everything became dark just like its home realm until a prompt from the system appeared in its vast mind that felt chocked for some reason.

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