Deep within the vast and chilling expanse of space, there existed nothing. Not a single particle nor a solitary notion, only an endless vacancy. However, amidst the void, a colossal Creature drifted aimlessly. Its body was comprised of stardust, and its eyes gleamed as brightly as the Sun. Despite its formidable presence, the Creature was fraught with loneliness and desolation. These emotions engulfed it, causing the entity to fragment and disperse throughout the cosmos. Its body transformed into galaxies and stars, while its eyes birthed the Sun. Yet, its consciousness remained neglected and dormant, until it began to solidify into stone. Initially cold, it gradually kindled into molten rock before cooling once more. As its mind turned to stone, the being wept for the final time. Its tears blanketed the planet in water, giving rise to the seas, albeit indirectly. From the being's demise, life emerged, as the water fostered oxygenated environments. Subsequently, this facilitated the evolution of small organisms, leading to the wondrous array of life forms we see today.

After the creation of the Dwarves, Humans, and Elves, the three races all felt that one of them should have control of the Tree of Knowledge and the Fruit of Wisdom. The Dwarves insisted they should control it, arguing that they were the most hardworking and protective of their belongings and could keep them safe. The Elves laughed at this claim, stating that they should be the ones to control the Tree, as elegance should be with elegance. Humans, however, expressed doubt, saying that life is ever-changing and that the fruit should be allowed to follow the flow of change, thereby advancing alongside it. With this all three races could not agree with each other, thus starting a fight. From that simple fight came a war, each side wishing to demolish the other to control the fruit. The leaders of each side all argued but could agree on one thing, the different races must be destroyed. The Dwarves evolved their weaponry mastering the way of using the resources that the earth provided to make weapons, The Elves had practiced their strategy, learning the way of using the forest and stealth to demolish their enemies in quick singular attacks. They called it guerrilla warfare. The Humans, what they lacked in Weaponry or Strategy they made up for in Diplomacy and Numbers. Deciding to work with other tribes and establish one army for the Human race. The Leader of the Human race, a Man named Ruthen Weramore, had dreaded the battle. Despite their numbers and his outside visage of confidence he couldn't help but admit that the Elves and Dwarves had them beaten, they couldn't match the Weaponry of the Dwarves or the Tactics of the Elves. He searched for days for something that could help with the upcoming battle until one day he found a small shining stone. Originally he brushed it off as another shiny rock, but the stone seemed to whisper and plead to him. Until Ruthen found himself bringing the rock home to his tribe, he looked and studied it for hours on end. Trying to figure out what it was and what it could do, until finally he gave up. He cursed at the rock claiming that it had wasted his time, he grasped the stone tossing it into the wall. With that, however, came a sudden blast of energy. Ruthen stood amazed, how could such a tiny stone produce that? He rushed over to pick it up again, he looked at it shaking it slightly. From the shake came wind a horrible and intense wind that pushed him back slightly, he was amazed by the Stone. The next morning he presented the Stone to his tribe and war party, showing what it could do and how to use it. He showed the area where the Stone was found, presenting more stones. The Humans had found what they could use, Ruthen called their new-found weapon: Magik.

After Magik was established, humans began to dominate and control the war. Believing they would win, the leader of the Human Race, Ruthen Weramore, became complacent, thinking that the war was already won. Ruthen instructed his soldiers to leave their posts and come celebrate their perceived victories. During the nights when the human soldiers abandoned their posts to celebrate, Elves and Dwarves made contact with each other. They agreed that as long as humans controlled Magik, they would lose the war. So, a plan was devised to steal the Rock. Two soldiers, Rern Ernstone, a Dwarven soldier, and Lisct Fernam, an Elvish musician, were chosen to work together to steal the Rock from Ruthen. Their selections were based on their relevant skill sets. Rern was a skilled close combat fighter who followed orders well, while Lisct was a leader and skilled in long-range combat. For weeks on end, the two soldiers had studied and spied on the leader, waiting for him to finally leave the crystal. However, that time never arrived. Then, in the fall of the second year of the war, an announcement was made.