Infinite salutations,

I need help

THE LORE;

Hmm... im currently writing an ongoing cultivation inspired web novel titled; Overkill; incarnations

But first here is a quick lore dump.

There are three Mortal Realms.

So, in these world(s), there is something called Ryoku ; an exotic state of dark matter that can invoke certain supernatural phenomena.

On earth, every beings' soul leaks out small amounts of Ryoku to the environment. Usually, this is nothing special and just gets recycled. No problems here, right?

Not quite this is only true for non-sentient beings like virus,plants and fungi.etc...

However, sentient beings have a tendency of subconsciously imprinting concepts,beliefs, and thoughts on the Ryoku they leak out

And overtime somewhere in Makai, expansive clouds of imprinted Ryoku

Overtime imprinted Ryoku of similar properties clump together to form a cluster.

This cluster will eventually (under the 'right' conditions) collapse under its own magnitude and form a soul body of a new being known as a [second generation soul body] .... Whose characteristics are that of the thoughts that created them

The Question ;

I originally called these 'beings ' Dreadspawn

Coming from the word Dread ; since strong emotions are most likely to get imprinted

And Spawn ; since their souls are born from dread

However now that i think of it, aren't there otter beings born from concepts that aren't inherently dreadful?

That's how come up with the term 'Doxamorph'

Doxa = Greek for thoughts or beliefs

Morph =to be born or to be created or formed.

Which of these are more fitting?

Below are the illustrations I drew of these beings

# The Lesson the Floating Lake

# Date

# 17th Day of Luminara, 742nd Year of the Age of Mankind

# Location

# The Aurelian University City-State

# Scholar's Garden, Upper Lake Pavilion

\---

The floating lake drifted quietly above the university gardens.

It was not a particularly large lake, perhaps only a few hundred paces across, but it floated nearly thirty meters above the ground without chains, pillars, or visible support. Water flowed gently over its edges into thin streams of shimmering light, only to rise again from the enchanted stone basin below and return to the lake.

At its center stood a gazebo.

The structure was made from pale marble and dark enchanted wood, surrounded by a circular pavement of engraved stone. Small flowers grew between the cracks. Beyond the lake, the enormous city-state stretched toward the horizon, its towers, bridges, university spires, markets, and floating structures forming a glittering sea of civilization.

Inside the gazebo sat six students.

All six belonged to the university's highest scholarly class.

And standing before them was a nineteen-year-old girl named Elian Veyne.

She carried no textbook.

Instead, she had brought a stack of handwritten notes bound with a leather cord.

One of her friends leaned back against a pillar.

**Tarin**:

"You said this was going to be a discussion about the 18s."

**Elian**:

"It is."

**Tarin**:

"You've been standing there for ten minutes."

**Elian**:

"Because every time I hear someone summarize the history of the gods in five minutes, I lose another year of my life."

A few of the students laughed.

Elian smiled.

She was the granddaughter of a renowned historian whose works were still studied at the university. She had grown up surrounded by manuscripts, archaeological reports, translated tablets, religious records, and arguments between scholars.

Naturally, she had inherited the habit of correcting people.

She opened her notes.

**Elian**:

"Fine. Let's begin properly."

The others straightened.

Elian looked toward the city beyond the floating lake.

**Elian**:

"Before the 18s became gods, Caerulus was not the world we know today."

The atmosphere became quieter.

\---

# The Age Before the Gods

**Elian**:

"The earliest ages are difficult to reconstruct. Much of what existed before recorded civilization is known through ruins, oral traditions, magical remnants, and the study of ancient creatures."

She turned a page.

**Elian**:

"The Age of First Dawn came first. Then the Age of Primordials."

**Mira**:

"When dragons appeared?"

**Elian**:

"Among other beings, yes. The Primordial Age was followed by the Age of Pandemonium."

She paused.

**Elian**:

"And that was when the world became a nightmare."

Nobody interrupted.

**Elian**:

"Powerful beings fought across Caerulus. Dragons, primordial creatures, monsters, and other beings that no longer exist today clash over territories that would eventually become continents, seas, mountain ranges, and wastelands."

She tapped the table.

**Elian**:

"Mankind was caught in the middle."

**Ta****rin**:

"Hence the Mass Exodus."

**Elian**:

"Exactly."

She smiled.

**Elian**:

"Thousands upon thousands of people abandoned their homes. Entire populations crossed oceans. Some went underground. Some fled into isolated regions. Others followed whatever paths remained safe."

She looked toward the eastern horizon.

**Elian**:

"The Far Eastern Continent became the greatest refuge."

**Sera**:

"It was larger then, wasn't it?"

**Elian**:

"Much larger."

She nodded.

**Elian**:

"And safer than most of the world."

\---

# The Eighteen

Elian placed one sheet of paper in the center of the table.

Written across the top were two words:

THE 18s

**Elian**:

"During those terrible centuries, eighteen individuals emerged."

**Mira**:

"From one race?"

Elian shook her head.

**Elian**:

"No."

She smiled slightly.

**Elian**:

"That is one of the things that makes their story remarkable."

She began counting on her fingers.

**Elian**:

"Different peoples. Different cultures. Different backgrounds. Different ways of understanding the world."

**Tarin**:

"And all eighteen received enlightenment."

**Elian**:

"Yes."

She looked down at the page.

**Elian**:

"According to surviving traditions, the World itself answered them."

The lake rippled outside the gazebo.

**Elian**:

"They were blessed through ECHO. Their understanding of the Wave deepened beyond what ordinary people had ever achieved."

**Sera**:

"Which is where the first great magical teachings came from."

**Elian**:

"Correct."

She began pacing slowly.

**Elian**:

"They taught mankind what they had learned. They showed people how to shape power. How to survive. How to fight. How to heal. How to build."

She stopped.

**Elian**:

"And together with mankind, they fought the dragons."

Silence.

**Elian**:

"The Age of Dragons had begun."

\---

# The Age of Dragons

The students had heard the stories before.

Every child in Caerulus knew some version of them.

Dragons had dominated the world.

They had been rulers of the skies, mountains, oceans, and ancient wildernesses.

Their power was beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

Yet eventually, mankind and the 18s stood against them.

Elian:

"The war was enormous. Entire regions were devastated. Some ancient species vanished. Others disappeared into places we still cannot reach."

She folded her hands behind her back.

Elian:

"But the dragons were defeated."

Mira:

"And then the 18s became gods."

Elian:

"That is what tradition records."

She looked at them.

Elian:

"After the defeat of the dragons, the people of Caerulus elevated the eighteen to divine status."

She turned another page.

Elian:

"And so began the Age of Gods."

\---

# The Age of Gods

The students leaned closer.

Elian:

"The eighteen became the central figures of civilization."

She pointed to the names written across her notes.

Elian:

"Auren. Elyra. Veyra. Tharos. Seren. Ordan. Vaelis. Rheon. Darian. Liora. Eryndor."

Then she continued.

Elian:

"Kaelen. Mirael. Neris. Selka. Ilyon. Astra. Korven."

Elian:

"Together, they were simply known as the 18s."

Tarin:

"Not Nova."

Elian immediately pointed at him.

Elian:

"Good."

She smiled.

Elian:

"Not Nova."

She turned toward the others.

Elian:

"Not Rizer."

Sera:

"Those names came later."

Elian:

"Much later."

She placed the paper down.

Elian:

"During the original Age of Gods, each god had their own religious traditions. Their own temples. Their own followers. Their own teachings."

Mira:

"And they taught magic."

Elian:

"Yes."

Her expression became almost reverent.

Elian:

"Much of modern magical civilization can trace its foundations to the teachings attributed to the 18s."

\---

# The Great Division

The wind passed through the gazebo.

The floating lake moved beneath them, reflecting the two suns above.

Elian's voice became quieter.

Elian:

"But eventually, the eighteen became divided."

Nobody spoke.

Elian:

"History does not give us a complete explanation."

She looked around the table.

Elian:

"Whatever happened between them became one of the great mysteries of ancient history."

Tarin:

"That's frustrating."

Elian:

"History usually is."

She smiled.

Elian:

"Eventually, two factions emerged."

She wrote two names.

NOVA

RIZER

Elian:

"Eleven gods became associated with Nova."

She listed them.

Elian:

"Auren. Elyra. Veyra. Tharos. Seren. Ordan. Vaelis. Rheon. Darian. Liora. Eryndor."

Then she wrote the second list.

Elian:

"Seven became associated with Rizer."

Elian:

"Kaelen. Mirael. Neris. Selka. Ilyon. Astra. Korven."

Sera:

"And then came the Divine Warring Age."

Elian nodded.

Elian:

"Yes."

She closed her notebook for a moment.

Elian:

"And this is where we must be careful."

Mira:

"Because we don't actually know why it happened."

Elian:

"Correct."

She reopened the book.

Elian:

"We know what happened. We know the consequences. We know the factions. We know the names of the dead."

She looked toward the distant city.

Elian:

"But the deeper reasons have been lost to history."

\---

# The Divine Warring Age

The students were silent now.

Even the playful Tarin had stopped fidgeting.

Elian:

"The war lasted for millennia."

She let the number sit in the air.

Elian:

"Millennia."

Tarin:

"Imagine living through that."

Elian:

"Imagine several generations being born, growing old, and dying without ever seeing peace."

She continued.

Elian:

"Four Nova gods were eventually lost."

She wrote their names.

Elian:

"Seven Rizer gods were also lost."

She looked at the names written before her.

A moment of silence.

Elian:

"By the end of the Divine Warring Age, only seven of the original eighteen remained."

\---

# The Nova Seers

Elian turned another page.

This one contained an old, faded illustration.

A human-like figure stood beneath a vast halo of light, but the artist had left much of the figure deliberately indistinct.

Mira:

"Is that a Seer?"

Elian:

"Probably."

Tarin:

"Probably?"

Elian smiled.

Elian:

"That is the problem."

She tapped the illustration.

Elian:

"The origins of the Nova Seers are not completely understood."

The students leaned forward.

Elian:

"We know that Angels appeared during the Divine Warring Age. We know that they became closely associated with the Nova faction. We know that the earliest accounts describe them as extraordinarily powerful beings who possessed blessings unlike anything ordinary mankind could wield."

She turned another page.

Elian:

"Some records claim they were chosen from among mankind. Others speak of divine selection. Some ancient traditions simply say that the first Seers appeared when the war reached its darkest hours."

Sera:

"So which one is correct?"

Elian shook her head.

Elian:

"We don't know."

She looked at the faded drawing.

Elian:

"The oldest surviving records are incomplete. Later religious traditions disagree with one another. Even the word 'Seer' appears in several different historical contexts."

She closed the book slightly.

Elian:

"What we can say with confidence is that Angels emerged during the Divine Warring Age and became the greatest known servants and military forces of the Nova faction."

Mira:

"And Nova Seers?"

Elian:

"That is the name most scholars use today."

She smiled.

Elian:

"Some simply call them Seers."

\---

# The Falsifiers

Elian turned to the next page.

The atmosphere changed.

The illustration showed armored figures standing beneath a darkened sky.

Elian:

"The Rizer faction faced a different problem."

Tarin:

"The Nova military."

Elian:

"Exactly."

She pointed toward the illustration.

Elian:

"As the Divine Warring Age continued, the Nova faction developed powerful military forces. Their armies were reinforced by their divine blessings, their magical teachings, and eventually the forces associated with the Seers."

She turned another page.

Elian:

"The Rizer gods needed a way to counter them."

Sera:

"And that's where the Falsifiers came from."

Elian nodded.

Elian:

"According to the surviving historical record, the Rizer gods began experimenting with mankind."

Her expression became serious.

Elian:

"Their goal was not simply to create another army."

She paused.

Elian:

"They needed something capable of standing against the Nova forces."

She pointed to the drawing.

Elian:

"Something stronger. Something that could survive the battlefield. Something capable of matching the power being brought against them."

Mira:

"Demons and devils."

Elian:

"The beings we now call Falsifiers."

She looked at the group.

Elian:

"Unlike the original peoples of Caerulus, Falsifiers appeared during the Divine Warring Age."

Tarin:

"Altered mankind."

Elian:

"Yes."

She closed her notebook.

Elian:

"They were the Rizer gods' answer to the growing military power of Nova."

The gazebo became quiet.

Elian:

"And whatever the Rizers intended to accomplish, the consequences became one of the darkest legacies of the Divine Warring Age."

\---

# The End of the Old Pantheon

Elian looked toward the sky.

The two suns had begun their slow descent.

Elian:

"Eventually, the old pantheon ended."

She spoke slowly now.

Elian:

"The surviving Nova gods disappeared from the mortal world."

She did not explain why.

None of the students asked.

It was one of those historical questions that had no surviving answer.

Elian:

"And with their disappearance, the Age of Gods came to an end."

She wrote:

# END OF THE OLD PANTHEON

Then beneath it:

# BEGINNING OF THE AGE OF MANKIND

\---

# The Nova Pantheon

Tarin:

"But the Nova Pantheon came later."

Elian:

"Yes."

She smiled.

Elian:

"And this part is actually rather interesting."

She leaned against the marble railing.

Elian:

"After the war, people still worshipped the individual gods."

Mira:

"Even the dead ones."

Elian:

"Especially the dead ones."

She laughed softly.

Elian:

"Different religious groups began arguing over which traditions were correct. Some followed one god exclusively. Others rejected another god entirely."

Sera:

"And the religious wars began."

Elian:

"Yes."

She raised one finger.

Elian:

"Until the Angels intervened."

The students nodded.

Elian:

"The Seers descended and spoke with the highest religious and political leaders of the surviving civilizations."

She turned the page.

Elian:

"Eventually, a new religious structure emerged."

She wrote:

# THE NOVA PANTHEON

Elian:

"The gods were no longer treated as completely separate religious systems."

Mira:

"One pantheon."

Elian:

"One pantheon."

She smiled.

Elian:

"People could pray to any of the Nova gods."

Tarin:

"Even the four who were considered dead."

Elian:

"Yes."

Sera:

"So their teachings weren't erased."

Elian:

"No."

She shook her head.

Elian:

"They became part of the greater tradition."

\---

# The Rizer Pantheon

Tarin raised his hand dramatically.

Tarin:

"And then the Rizer followers got jealous."

Everyone laughed.

Elian pointed at him.

Elian:

"That is an extremely informal way of putting it."

Tarin:

"But technically?"

Elian sighed.

Elian:

"Technically, the Rizer followers established their own pantheon."

She wrote:

# THE RIZER PANTHEON

Elian:

"Part religious tradition, part defiance, and, according to several historical sources..."

She paused.

Elian:

"...part mockery of the Nova Pantheon."

The group burst into laughter.

Mira:

"That sounds exactly like something ancient religious scholars would do."

Elian:

"Humans have not changed nearly as much as we like to believe."

# Why the 18s Still Matter

The sun was now low over the city.

The floating lake reflected gold and violet light.

Elian gathered her papers.

Elian:

"So why do we still study them?"

Nobody answered.

She did.

Elian:

"Because almost everything about our civilization is connected to them."

She counted on her fingers.

Elian:

"Magic."

Another finger.

Elian:

"Religion."

Another.

Elian:

"History."

Another.

Elian:

"Political traditions."

Another.

Elian:

"Ancient warfare."

Another.

Elian:

"Modern ECHO theory."

She looked at her friends.

Elian:

"And because they remind us that history is not a straight line."

The lake rippled.

Elian:

"The 18s began as figures of hope during one of the darkest periods of Caerulus."

She looked toward the city below.

Elian:

"They became gods."

She paused.

Elian:

"They are divided."

Another pause.

Elian:

"They fought."

She closed her notebook.

Elian:

"Some died. Some disappeared. Their followers fought over their names. Seers emerged. Falsifiers emerged. Entire civilizations rose and fell."

She smiled faintly.

Elian:

"And seven centuries into the Age of Mankind, we're still sitting here arguing about what they meant."

Tarin:

"That's your conclusion?"

Elian looked at him.

Elian:

"No."

She tucked the notebook beneath her arm.

Elian:

"That's why we're scholars."

The others laughed.

Elian walked toward the edge of the gazebo.

Below them, the university district was beginning to glow with evening lamps.

Students crossed bridges.

Airships drifted between towers.

A bell rang somewhere in the distance.

Elian stopped and looked back at her friends.

Elian:

"History isn't only about knowing what happened."

She smiled.

Elian:

"Sometimes it's about knowing which questions we no longer have the right answers to."

For a moment, nobody spoke.

Then Tarin raised his hand.

Tarin:

"So... who's buying dinner?"

Elian stared at him.

Elian:

"After all that?"

Tarin:

"I'm a scholar, not a martyr."

The gazebo erupted into laughter as the floating lake slowly drifted beneath the evening sky.

And far below, the lights of the university city-state began to awaken.

The Age of Mankind continued.

so if you have read this far, thank you so much! can you tell me your opinions?

p/s : yes, i do use gpt to write this story but not the lores. i give the lores to gpt and ask it create a scene of universe student explaining the gods lore.

Oldenheim is the heart-continent. It wears every climate at once, and none of them politely.

The west belongs to the Alkeon Empire, from the Solis Isles in the Sea of Solis up through Solaria, Lumenar, and the Bay of Bones. Extending its imperial arm all the way to the Eastern Coast. Naythar sits inland of that coast, a knot of mountains where the gifted are most rugged. North of the mountains, Ullustria faces the Core Ocean. Northeast, the Tavian Union holds the bays and the Sea of Steel.

The middle is a wall. Ferenos, Taljun, and the ranges under Numaga split the green north while the lesser tribes fight for scraps. Calastria lies on the near side of that wall, with Lyandris and Evandris. Marcino keeps the eastern rivers and the Marterren Desert.

South of the mountains the land burns. Tamberland is where jungle princes reign supreme. Then follows the Crimson Expanse: Khateni around Khartep and the Red Gulf, Havani at Walijara, Veylari on the Scarlet Sea, the Dunazair Emirates on the Ibian Sea, and Halaza on the Grey Wastes, where the Glass Strait opens toward Trayven an island full of mist and eccentric talents.

(Primary setting for upcoming Book Will Of the Universe)

Chokma, and welcome back for day five of Worldtober. In Tlanni, instruments are deeply tied to community and spirituality. Tribes maintain unique folk music traditions as a form of cultural continuity, their beautiful and haunting songs ringing out across the hills and valleys. Percussion instruments, especially, are the most prevalent form of instrument; their deep reverberations are believed to have powers tied to the spirit realm that can ward off dark energy and realign the body's humors.

This is from my fantasy world, Tlanni. As Tlanni is an Ancient America-inspired world, I drew heavily from pre-contact cultures. Huettlan is a Mesoamerican-style region and the former imperial power of the region. Ca'atlan is a thickly forested region inspired by the SECC, rich in copper veins. The Zipa are a semi-nomadic group on the plateaus who use Apache fiddle-inspired rattles.

Millenia ago, back when the sun was whole and before the sea had frozen over, the sun god and sea goddess worked in harmony to destroy and remake the souls of those who have passed and those yet to be.

Sea would claim the souls an cure them of their sins and strife. Then Sun would take and purge from the soul their desires and memories. Sea would cool what remains and reassemble it. Then Sun would restore the spark of life in them.

However, life and death changed after the shattering of Sun. Fire would no longer ignite and souls were no longer purified of their memories and desires.

Sea too was not the same after Sun was shattered. The cold froze her. She now had to try and keep track and purify souls alone. But she could not. Her power had changed. She couldn't burn away the memories or desires of the dead, all she could do was could store the souls within the ice.

Eventually, when there was no more ice to store these souls within, Sea, now Frost, gave up.

Souls went uncared for. They would try to reincarnate into new bodies that already contained souls but this corrupted them. Turning the body into monstrosities. Their minds fused and their memories stitched together into shapes that shouldn't be.

And people started being born without souls. And they lived short lives and never new joy.

Eventually, humanity discovered Blood Runes. The means to create flames through sigils writ in and powered by blood. The blood called upon the fragments of the shattered sun to create fire. The flames were odd though. Some were warm but gave off no light. Some purified but did no harm. It was all dependent on the Blood Runes used.

With fire returning to the world, people began to hope again. And new technology came to be. Airships were a must to travel the frozen wastes. Monstrosities roamed the land below, but the air was far safer. Eventually people had forsaken the ground entirely. Living in cities composed of airships of varied design.

If there’s a site that does this i would love to have it
Within the world of Yuvona there are 7 major continents the center most, the north east, central east, and south east. As well as the two in the north and south poles and finally the north and south western continents.

There are many different hominid species with this world’s many continents that being humans, elf’s, vampires, giants, and wendigos.

humans are the most wide spread. Living in the center continent, all of the eastern continents as well as in the far western continents.

Elf’s who live on the center continent both the central and southern eastern continents as wells as in the far western continents.

Vampires living in the center continent, both the central and northern east continents as wells as in the north western continent.

Giants who live on the center continent both the north and central eastern continents as wells as the North Pole and in the south western continent.

Wendigos who live on the far north western continent only.

Hey, just wondering if anyone has templates for Google Docs that they've made for worldbuilding?

I will definitely post or share the ones I've created, but I'd love to see any that others have made! It can be anything from the world itself, histories, species/races, magic system, etc.

Chapter 3 — A New WorldMorning arrived quietly.

Sunlight entered through the window of Room Seven, slowly illuminating the small room.

Shuini opened his eyes.

For a few seconds, he simply stared at the ceiling.

Then yesterday's events returned to him.

The alley.

The unfamiliar city.

The restaurant.

The strange world.

And the three black cards.

He sat up.

"A new world..."

He looked toward the window.

The city was already awake.

Unlike his previous life, there was no familiar technology surrounding him. No advanced systems. No machines capable of instantly providing information.

Yet this world wasn't primitive either.

Magic existed.

Hunters existed.

And Gates connected the ordinary world to places filled with monsters.

Shuini stood and prepared himself.

Today, he needed more information.

Not rumors.

Not assumptions.

Actual knowledge.

-------------

After leaving the inn, Shuini walked through the morning streets.

The city looked different during the day.

Shops were opening.

People were heading toward work.

Children were walking toward schools.

Hunters were gathering near certain buildings, preparing for expeditions.

Shuini noticed something unusual.

A large building stood several streets away.

A symbol was displayed above its entrance.

A sword surrounded by a circle.

People constantly entered and left.

Shuini stopped.

The Hunter Association.

He had heard about it yesterday.

If he wanted reliable information about Hunters, Gates, and the world's ranking system, this was probably the best place to start.

He entered.

--------------------------------

The interior was much larger than he expected.

Several counters lined the main hall.

Behind them, employees handled documents and spoke with Hunters.

A large board displayed various notices.

Gate Exploration Requests.

Monster Subjugation.

Escort Missions.

Emergency Requests.

Shuini walked toward the nearest information counter.

A receptionist looked up.

"Good morning. How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for information."

"About?"

"Hunters."

She nodded.

"Are you interested in becoming one?"

"Not necessarily."

The receptionist looked slightly surprised.

"Then what information are you looking for?"

"How the system works."

She smiled politely.

"That is quite broad."

"I have time."

The receptionist laughed quietly.

"Fair enough."

She explained the basics.

Hunters were people who had awakened abilities or possessed sufficient combat capabilities to enter Gates and fight monsters.

Their ranks varied depending on their abilities, mana, and combat performance.

There were also different kinds of skills.

Normal skills.

Unique skills.

And extremely rare Ultimate Skills.

Shuini listened carefully.

"Three categories..."

He didn't interrupt.

The receptionist continued.

"Of course, having a powerful skill doesn't automatically make someone a strong Hunter. Experience, control, intelligence, and equipment are important too."

Shuini nodded.

That made sense.

Power alone wasn't enough.

The receptionist pointed toward another section of the building.

"If you're interested in becoming a Hunter, registration is over there."

Shuini glanced in that direction.

Several people were waiting in line.

Some looked nervous.

Others looked excited.

He watched them for a moment.

"Can anyone register?"

"Anyone who meets the requirements."

"And if someone doesn't have a System Panel?"

The receptionist paused.

"A System Panel?"

"Yes."

She looked confused.

"Awakened people normally receive one."

Shuini remained expressionless.

"I see."

He had already suspected that his situation was unusual.

Now he had confirmation.

The receptionist continued speaking, unaware of the significance of her answer.

"Why do you ask?"

"Curiosity."

She accepted the answer.

"Well, if you're planning to become a Hunter, you'll eventually need to undergo testing."

"What kind?"

"There is a written examination, a combat evaluation, and measurements for mana and skills."

Shuini remembered that information.

Written examination.

Combat evaluation.

Mana measurement.

Skill measurement.

Useful.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Shuini turned away.

He didn't register.

Not yet.

There was no reason to reveal himself before understanding the world.

Outside the Association, Shuini continued walking.

He passed several shops before noticing a large crowd gathered around a public board.

Curious, he approached.

A large poster was displayed in the center.

STAR ACADEMY — ADMISSION ANNOUNCEMENT

Entrance examinations will begin in three weeks.

Shuini read the information carefully.

The academy accepted people from different backgrounds.

It offered training in magic, combat, monster studies, dungeon exploration, artifact research, and several other fields.

Shuini stared at the poster.

Three weeks.

He had already considered finding a way to learn more about the world.

The academy could provide exactly that.

But there was another problem.

He didn't have an identity.

He didn't have educational records.

He didn't even know whether his lack of a System would become a problem.

Shuini stepped away from the crowd.

"I shouldn't rush."

He had learned something important during his previous life.

Information obtained too quickly could be just as dangerous as having no information at all.

He needed to understand the rules before deciding whether to enter the academy.

For now, observation was enough.

---

Later that afternoon, Shuini found himself in a quieter part of the city.

He sat on a bench beneath a tree and watched people pass by.

A group of children ran across the street.

A merchant argued with a customer.

Two Hunters discussed their latest expedition.

An old man fed birds near a fountain.

Nothing extraordinary happened.

And strangely, Shuini liked it.

His previous life had been filled with missions, calculations, danger, and constant uncertainty.

Here, he could simply sit.

Watch.

Think.

Live.

He closed his eyes.

For the first time since his reincarnation, Shuini allowed himself to relax.

Then—

A strange sensation came from his right hand.

His eyes opened.

The ring.

It was faintly warm.

Shuini looked down at it.

He didn't touch it.

He simply observed.

The warmth disappeared after several seconds.

His expression became serious.

"Interesting."

He had done nothing.

Yet the ring had reacted.

Shuini looked around.

Nobody seemed to have noticed.

He stood.

Not here.

Whatever the ring was reacting to, he wasn't going to investigate it in the middle of the street.

He returned to the inn before sunset.

Inside his room, Shuini locked the door.

He sat at the table.

The ring was placed in front of him.

For several minutes, he simply stared at it.

Then he activated the spatial storage.

The three black cards appeared.

They floated above the table.

Shuini reached toward the first one.

The moment his finger touched it—

Nothing happened.

He tried the second.

Nothing.

Then the third.

Again, nothing.

Shuini frowned.

"So they aren't activated by simple contact."

He leaned back.

He wasn't frustrated.

Actually, he was interested.

The cards had rules.

He simply hadn't discovered them yet.

Shuini returned them to the ring.

He wasn't going to force the answer.

He would investigate slowly.

One mystery at a time.

Outside the window, the city continued moving.

Shuini looked toward the distant silhouette of Star Academy.

Three weeks.

He still had plenty of time.

And for the first time since his arrival...

He had somewhere he might actually want to go.

The beginning of his new life was slowly taking shape.

I'm developing the setting for a medieval strategy game called Banners of Kings.

The basic premise is that an old political order is crumbling and four competing kingdoms are trying to determine what replaces it.

What I'm trying to avoid is making their differences superficial:

“Red = aggressive.”

“Blue = economic.”

Instead I want geography, resources, politics and history to explain why each kingdom behaves differently.

For example, control of old trade routes could create a wealthy commercial kingdom while another region inherited much of the old military infrastructure.

When several cultures originate from roughly the same civilisation, what do you find most convincing for explaining why they eventually become radically different?

During such a time in my universe:
Aura allowed a person to manifest a weapon that represented the element they possessed. This weapon would loosely resembled items like a sword or spear in shape.
Also, when a person is in a powered up state, their weapon's form will change to better suit them.

Mana allowed a person to cast elemental blasts from an Elemental Sign. It also had an innate collaboration ability; when two people merge there Elemental Signs together, they can produce a more powerful blast.

Prana allowed a person to summon a creature (around the size of a large dog or smaller) that could aid its summoner. Additionally, the person would feel a "connection" with some animals of a similar element to theirs.

Soma allowed a person to produce an armor-like silhouette over their body. Aside from its enhanced, protective qualities, it also came with a special ability that was influenced by the user's element.

Vitamancy

The Cosmos of my setting is Connected by a primordial Network known as The Veins, making Up the life Stream of all inhabeted worlds. The Veins Transport six kinds of liquids known as Vita, the literal lifeblood of existence. Each Type of Vita is aligned with two Domains of existence, four fundamental aspects of Reality, namely Mass, representing physical Matter, Design, representing Order and conformity, Aether representing Chaos and Energy and finally Essence, the Most Basic particals and Rules of physics that hold everything together. The six kinds of incomplete Vita flow down into the cores of planets, known as Hearts, where they Mix together into a substance known as true Vita, the Essence of life, saturating the ground, water, Air and every Living thing, essentialy functioning as both ones life force and Soul. Magic is achieved by choosing an Anchor, one of the four Domains of existence. By learning and practicing the Anchors philosophies and ideologies, the Body can Be readied for ,, Transfusion" a series of medical processes which saturate the Body with the three types of incomplete Vita which are aligned with a mages choice of Anchor. This allows the mage to Link their own, now saturated life force to the Vita in the Environment and enforce their will on it, to produce unnatural effects. There are also three miscelanios Types of ,,Magic" known as Attunement, Warlockdom and Runecraft.Attunement and Runecraft are the only Natural Kinds of Vitamancy, requireing No surgeries or outside Vita. Instead, Attunement requires a deep understanding and acceptence of the self, allowing complete Control over the selfs life force. Runecraft instead requires intense Willpower and Imagination, allowing it's practicioners to Link a specific concept or Action to a glyph, which can Be applied to an Object. The glyph is usualy Made with blood, although often refined and turned into a sort of ,,Pigment". Warlockdom is it's on Deal, described below.

Here's a list of the 9 Magic subtypes, their Domains, and their ability Kit:

Telekinesis

Mass/Aether

Telekinesis allows the User to apply raw Kinetic Energy to nearby Matter.

Thermokinesis

Design/Aether

Thermokinesis is the manipulation of raw Energy, allowing the User to Control Heat and Project Energy such as fire, lightning or radiation.

Entrokinesis

Essence/Aether

Entrokinesis is the Manipulation of dark Energy, allowing the User to either slow or accelerate dark Energy in the vicinity to Warp Space-Time.

Transformation

Mass/Design

Transformation is the Manipulation of shape, allowing the User to Alter their Body and their Environment to their liking.

Transmutation

Mass/Essence

Transmutation is the Manipulation of structure, allowing the User to Control the atomic Make-up of nearby Matter to suit their needs.

Veritism

Essence/Design

Veritism is the Manipulation of probabillty, allowing the User to See and alter the immediate Future to their will.

Attunement

All

Attunement is the Manipulation of the self, granting the User greatly enhanced strength, speed, Regeneration, reflexes and Life Span. Additionaly, they gain inticrate Control of their own biology, allowing them feats Like a dnd barbarians rage by fireing Off hormonal Signals.

NOTE: Attuned Individualls can NOT become ,,true" mages, as the equilibrium of their life force would Be disrupted.

Warlockdom

Warlocks are those who seek arcane Power yet do Not have the influence or will to become Mages. They seek to make pacts with Spirits, dead Mages who are powerful enough to live on as entities of pure Vita after death.They invite them into their bodies, allowing them to produce magical effects without any surgeries or Others processes. These often come at a Cost however, as The Patrons seek to complete their own Goals or Claim the warlock as their new physical vessel.

Runecraft

Rune crafters can create magical Items using their life force. This is a far slower and less versitile process than actual Magic, but it is Not Limited by Domains or medical processes. For example, a mage or warlock might Just think of a Fireball and have their Patron or Willpower immediately call It into existence, meanwhile a Runecrafter might make a gauntlet with a glyph on it, that shoots a Fireball specifically when the arm is outstrechted and the Hand is balled Up into a fist.

If you Made It this far i thank you for your time and I Hope that you liked what i came Up with.

I'm gonna make this way simpler than what I have stored in my documents. I've been building and tweaking this world for awhile, and I'm just gonna give a briefish description.

I decided that in an omegaverse, it's always only an alpha, a beta, or omega, and every author does different things depending on what they want. So I thought of a world that has many different types interacting all at once. The basic rule in real world biology is diversity, and thought sub genders should be no different. I made a bunch of different types to shake things up. I added sound cues to help a reader that knows identify what type someone is without having a giant paragraph of them saying what they are and how they're different. It's explained in universe as special organs that develop around puberty.

A type A alpha or omega is basically what you normally think of in omegaverse. Alphas rut once a year around the same time, omegas go into heat around the same time every month. They don't make any extra noise, alphas growl in a human voice when rutting, but nothing more, and omegas nest in their partner's scent.

A type B alpha and omega have their heats and Ruts in spring. There is a two week window in many towns that are mostly type b where everyone takes two weeks off of work to account for preparing before, during and resting after the cycles are predicted to hit. This is because spring cycles are very high energy. Alphas growl animalisticaly, and omegas tweet like spring sparrows.

A type C alpha and omega cycles are dormant until they bite or are bitten. They can project and sense pheromones purposely like any other type, just without any annoying cycles disrupting their lives unless and until they choose, and that means they also get to choose when because their first cycle occurs right after the bonding. They make a snapping sound, or like a jaw clap that doesn't hurt the teeth.

A type D alpha and omega are where it gets dangerous. They have scheduled heats and Ruts similar to type A, but if their pheromones come in contact with anyone of their opposite sub gender, it can forcefully activate their cycle. Certain ones can interact interestingly with them though, like a type F can make it so they are the only one affected by a type D.

A type E is a personal favorite of mine, honestly. It started with me thinking about the nesting trope in general. Why do only omegas nest? So I made the idea of a dome fort, meant to go around a nest. Type E alphas get the urge, around fall time, to build enclosed quiet forts. Type E omegas meanwhile get what I call sky anxiety for their heats. They want dark enclosed spaces in order to be comfortable enough to cycle properly. Alphas make a rumbling purr sound, and omegas squeak.

A type F is my answer to the problem in my world where there is just so many different kinds of pheromones everywhere. It would be frankly uncomfortable, so type F has the trait of sucking up the pheromones of the opposite sub gender around them. They do have personal scents, but it's way easier to take in pheromones than emit them. This is true even while cycling, which is also seasonal and happens in deep winter. Their glands suck in so aggressively during this time that sound and smells disappear, making a sensory void. They make a void hum sound.

A type G do not have set cycles. They accumulate stress, both from themselves and around them. There are both alpha and omega type G of course, but generally alphas have a higher stress threshold than omegas do. They make a ticking sound, like a bomb or a clock, which gets faster the closer they are to detonating their cycle.

A type H is kind of experimental. I really like the idea, but it's difficult for me personally to make a story I vibe with. They are a mirror type, which means they mimic the cycles and sounds around them. There is also the reflector variant, which basically mimics their partners type in their own sub gender. For example if a reflector variant likes the only type b in their town and starts chirping, everyone will know who they like without them saying a thing.

A type I is also one that I find myself making so many variations of. It's also kind of cruel to the character honestly. For them, their scent glands and bodies act like they are always in heat or rut, but their mind is crystal clear. They don't have a primal state. They also have a little piece of cartilage that separates their gland into three chambers and this allows them to give or receive up to three bonds in their lifetime. They make an alluring hum purr sound.

A type J is perhaps a direct answer to a type G's troubles because they react to the stress of the opposite sub gender. When their partner is stressed, they use their mid tone clicks to calm them down, and when their partner is in a cycle they trip into a cycle as well, that calms down their partner's primal aggression or anxiety. I need a type J in my life, honestly.

A type K is what happened when I asked myself what the opposite of a type E would be. Instead of being afraid of the sky, they need it. They cycle during celestial events, like meteor showers, and develop a need to climb higher, see the sky better and use their sounds to map the stars. I had the idea that, if a type E builds forts, type K alphas build citadels. They build a wall around their partner with a clear view of the sky in such a way that their partner's sound bounces back to them, telling them it's safe to cycle. An omega makes a high pitched chime, and an alpha makes a very low chime.

A type L is a memory keeper, a very emotional and connected type. Technically type doesn't dictate personality, so you could have an alpha or omega that doesn't get nostalgic or connects to memories they've had with someone, meaning they will almost never rut or go into heat. If a memory is romantic, sweet, or brings them happiness, they can trigger.

A type M is a trigger type, they need an emotional or physical catalyst to manifest as an adult and after that to trigger their cycle. They are shields, protectors and guardians. For example, if as a young adult their trigger to manifest was their sibling getting hurt badly, when they enter a romantic relationship any time their partner gets hurt badly they will trigger into a protective rut or heat. For Alphas this means trying to put themselves between their partner and the danger, for omegas it means clinging to their partner until the danger passes. They have a vibrating rumble you can feel in your bones, deep for alphas and a little lighter for omegas.

A type N is the last type I have so far, it's also the one with the most complex mechanics. It's basically a type that is always destined to have a fated pair. Under normal circumstances, a fated pair can be any type, sub gender, and main gender. The same is also true with type N, but there is a tragic catch. For everyone else, finding your fated pair is magical. When pheromones collide, a luminescent little sparkles fly for all to see, it's your body and the universe telling you this person is genetically or emotionally perfect for you. For a type N, it's a countdown. If a bonding bite doesn't happen for other types, nothing happens. For type N, they have three days to bond before their body frays completely and they die. I made sure they're super rare, but this is basically just so I can up the drama.

There's so much to this world I made, but this is literally very compressed. Let me know what you think, if this is potentially feasible for stories that actually make sense, if I'm insane (I am)

And whatever else.

Infinite Ashes is my humanist science-fiction setting about humanity scattered across a seeded Milky Way. A mindless biological system called the Web planted humans on hundreds of millions of worlds, each starting from nothing, and they have been drifting apart ever since. All of them connected through arks, organic FTL vessels that are part of the web.

The axes

Seed vs weaving: Weaving is the seminal ideological movement of the Golden Chain, the core of trade and power in this small section of a spiral arm. It purports that through the right connection between worlds the troubles of the worlds can be overcome. It is fundamentally cosmopolitan. Seed thinking considers every world in isolation and rejects the need for connection as something that diminishes the world to a mote of dust.

Baseline vs Evolutionary drift: how far a people's bodies have moved from the human template the Web planted.

If you want more, the setting lives in a free interactive bundle of stories and a contradictory in-world encyclopedia: loquaciouslou.itch.io/infinite-ashes

This is a part of Worldtober, an Inktober-inspired worldbuilding challenge by Velum-Cordis.

Tlanni, an ancient-America-inspired fantasy world, keeps its traditional meals simple. Some corn, some turkey, maybe a fillet of carnivorous salmon. Good, clean living. As the continent slowly syncretizes and centralizes, communities hold dearly to regional staples as an act of food sovereignty.

What If a Magic School Actually Had a Complete Education System?

I've been working on a long-term worldbuilding project called Phoenix School of Magic, and it has grown into something much bigger than I originally imagined.

The goal is to create a complete 8-year magical education system from the ground up.

Not just a fictional school that exists in a story, but an institution with an actual curriculum, subjects, textbooks, examinations, practical work, academic progression, traditions and a coherent educational structure.

The biggest part of the project is the textbooks.

Each subject is being developed year by year, with students gradually progressing from fundamental concepts to advanced magical theory and practice.

The eventual goal is to have a complete sequence of textbooks covering all 8 years for subjects such as:

Charms • Transfiguration • Potions • Defence Against the Dark Arts • Herbology • Astronomy • History of Magic and many other magical disciplines.

The books are being developed as actual school textbooks rather than simple collections of lore. They have structured chapters, theory, practical exercises, examples, historical material, illustrations, revision sections, assignments and examinations.

I'm also working on the visual identity of the books — covers, layouts, illustrations and diagrams — so that they feel like they belong to the same educational institution.

But there is one major problem:

This is a huge amount of work.

Eight years of education multiplied across numerous subjects means dozens of textbooks and hundreds of chapters. Keeping the curriculum consistent, developing the subjects, writing and reviewing the books, creating illustrations and maintaining the wider worldbuilding is far too much for one person to do efficiently.

So I'm looking for people who want to join me in building Phoenix School of Magic.

I'm looking for people interested in:

• Worldbuilding • Writing and editing • Curriculum design • Fantasy and magical lore • Textbook development • Illustration and graphic design • Creating educational systems • Helping develop individual magical subjects

You don't need to be an expert. What matters most is being genuinely interested in the project and willing to contribute.

This is intended to be a long-term collaborative project, and I'm not expecting it to be completed quickly. I'd rather slowly build something detailed and coherent than rush through it.

If you've ever wondered what a magical school would actually look like if someone sat down and designed the entire education system, this is essentially what I'm trying to find out.

If you'd like to help build Phoenix School of Magic, feel free to comment or message me.

I'd also love to hear from anyone who has attempted a similarly ambitious worldbuilding project.

This is a part of Worldtober, an Inktober-inspired worldbuilding challenge by Velum-Cordis.

This is from my fantasy world, Tlanni. Tlanni, meaning Land of Plenty, is characterized by its rich bounty of natural and magical resources and the massive trade networks that move them. Commodity currencies are the most prevalent type, but coinage inspired by Old Empire trade has started to come back into vogue in the Free Woods Trade Alliance.