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•Verenkor is one of twelve universes which, something like a solar system, exist in rings around a strange thing, what scientists called the Source. This “Source” is difficult to understand, but to put it simply it is all possibility, pure chaos. As universes get closer to the Source, their reality becomes more chaotic, more instable. •When it was the seventh furthest from the Source, our universe was stable enough to sustain life for thousands upon thousands of years. Humans conquered a lonely universe, empty all but for them, and their greatest minds watched with worry as the life and warmth of the universe seemed to bleed out and fade. Their suns died, resources ran out, and their once great empire began to follow suit. •Desperate to save their species and life in the universe itself, the great and brilliant scientists toiled away, doing their best to devise a way to manipulate their universe itself. Miraculously, they succeeded in their goal: moving their universe one closer to the Source. •But their victory had unintended consequences: their universe simply fell apart, barely enough consciousness left to sustain whole planets and galaxies. While they had known about the source for over a century, the scientists of our world knew little of the effects of conscious thought on reality itself. What was left of humanity was mostly unable to comprehend or understand the nature of their reality, the planets on which they lived on. Most of the universe simply fell apart. •The scientists, however, the ones whose mental abilities surpassed the wildest dreams of previous generations, understood every aspect of their ships, themselves, the air they breathed and more. •They survived, and after some time became able to comprehend more of how the source worked--that conscious thought had real power, both stabilizing and creative power and with minds like theirs, they could rebuild the world. •And they did.
•Understanding the power they now held, these men of science turned to recreating a new world, their vision of a perfect reality. Memories of the old universe seeped into their creation, and long-extinct forests and ecosystems were reborn in this new world. •They named it Verenkor, after the laboratory ship they had worked on. They settled down as the races of humanity were reborn, and began to think themselves wizards, or gods, although for all their will and great intellect they could not yet manipulate life itself. Humanity was young, barely human, and far from the humans of their once great empire. But they were old and weary, and the first of them passed into death all too soon. •After her death, the remaining scientist turned a lonely eye to the new world of his creation, and decided he would teach others, who were wise and intelligent like the scientists of the old universe, how to bend his creation to their will. He searched for many years for any humans who displayed superior intelligence. •He finally found a young man whose ability to comprehend the world around him surprised him, and the old scientist took the young one under his wing. He taught him the secrets of the world, the laws by which it worked, but more importantly the methods scientists had used for thousands of years to learn these things. The young man became an excellent student, and the old scientist passed away with confidence that the world had been reborn. •But the scientist could not understand the nature of these new humans, and his youthful student began a long and dark reign of men who called themselves sometimes wizards, sometimes gods, who were too eager to bend reality to their will. And so began a new, secretive reign of these wizards: men who created new lifeforms out of the old scientist's tales of fantasy from his childhood, men who learned to manipulate even other universes, men who hoarded the secrets of immortality and used it selfishly.
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