A Lore Primer (Patreon)

Hey everyone! So I wanted to have this known to everyone, here's a quick write up of the basic lore of my universe for everyone. 

My world is basically our own. For all intents and purposes, nothing has drastically changed, except our world's origin story, and our current events. 

In the beginning (post big-bang) there were two spirits, 

Black (Chaos) and White (Order). They wanted to make a world, however all their attempts ended up falling apart, as they were simply too different, and all their creations tore themselves apart. 

They decided to make other spirits, to aid in their creation, and created six elemental spirits: Red (Fire), Orange (Light), Yellow (Air), Green (Earth), Blue (Water), and Purple (Darkness). With their combined powers, the eight of them came together to make a world, and populate it with cultures and peoples. 

Unbeknownst to White and Black, by agreeing to create others and work together, they created a sleeping color, Grey (Harmony). 

Their world naturally developed and grew, and colors blended and made new hues, and at an unspecific time (roughly when mythology turned into history) the colors were appealed to by some on the planet who wanted to embrace their color specifically, so each of the colors made their own plane of reality and split off from the main core planet. Time passed, and gradually the inhabitants left on earth stopped thinking of their color, and many people blended to more neutral points. 

Then, one day near today, White and Black, thinking to themselves, questioned why they were not still in charge. They, as primordial beings, had a spectrum of morality within themselves, and their range of answers to this questions splintered them into pieces. The most evil of White, and the most evil of Black, decided to team up temporarily to take over control of their original world, and suddenly, and without warning, collided all the realms back into each other.

 Where there was nothing, suddenly things came back into being. Like Atlantis, from the blue plane suddenly reappearing at the bottom of the ocean, peacefully. However, where there were things in multiple planes, suddenly things got complicated. 

The empire state building, for instance, is now itself, but part tree, volcano, and waterfall, all at once. Those inside, from multiple realms, now had to decide whether to live together, work together to separate themselves, or fight for dominance. 

Some Individuals awoke to sleeping colors within themselves, and found themselves aware of their very souls, and powers those souls contain. Some individuals also woke up spontaneously changed. If multiples of themselves from other planes combined, they might make an odd hybrid form. Humans could wake us as robots, orcs, satyrs, or odd combinations of everything! 

White and Black, the most evil parts, took advantage of the chaos to root themselves in the hearts of others and possess those who had exploitable weaknesses, and began engaging in a deadly chess game with those on earth. However, from this splinter, the most good parts of White and Black also began to realize themselves, and jumped in the game themselves. It is from this point that our world now finds itself. 

Some Glossary terms for you all as well:

Color: All individuals have a color, though many are sleeping to it. These colors dictate any powers one can manifest, based on their element. 

Souls: All individuals have a soul, though many are sleeping to it. Each soul takes the form of an individual object, and those with related objects will usually find themselves drawn together, and realizing new powers by their proximity.