A young Naragi; an inhabitant of Naragan who ascended to godhood through slaying a God of war with its own weapon, discovered the beautiful world of Gielinor. He was overwhelmed by its brilliance and desired to share it with others. Guthix longed for everlasting balance. A plane that had no good than it did evil. After mourning about the loss of his home planet; Naragan, the new profound god introduced inhabitants that would steady the scales of justice. These inhabitants worshipped him as their god, an act he never favoured.
Guthix slowly saw himself become what he always despised. The unintended predicament pained him. He knew his presence would only exceed his glorification. So Guthix left, journeying deep into the world's core where he slumbered, hoping that they would forget him. But Guthix was not the only god. One by one, gods of Destruction, War and Entropy found Gielinor. Instead of a world of balance, they saw a world of opportunity. New races such as the Icyene and Mahjarrat swarmed through portals with no desire for tranquillity. Violence was swift to follow. God fought other gods, mortal fought mortal. Few even dared to fight against their masters, disrupting equilibrium and raging a Godwar.
In Forinthry; the Northern part of Gielinor, a god named Zamorak tore the continent asunder. Gielinor, once perfect, was forever scarred. The world cried out in pain, awakening Guthix.
Upon awakening, Guthix saw the abrupt chaos. He became distressed and furious. He intervened using the Stone of Jas, an Elder artefact, to create portals through which he banished all of the gods. The Godwars were brought to an end. Guthix drew his sword, plunged it into the earth, and erected an ethereal barrier with the assistance of the stone called the 'Edicts of Guthix'. No god could set foot on Gielinor. The remaining soldiers laid down their weapons and form alliances. Peace returned to Gielinor and cities were built on battlefields.
The gods loathed that peace. They clawed at the barriers of Gielinor, attempting to uncover any weakness it may have. The mortals went about their lives, but no one could anticipate what would happen next. An up-evil that changed Gielinor forever.
Sliske; a Mahjarrat of the god Zaros, who despised serenity. He acquired power from an Elder artefact, a God Slayer, and journeyed into the world's core where Guthix slumbered. Two adventurers named Illerai and Eldrax trailed the deadly assassin. As they entered the Core's chamber, their efforts were diminished as Sliske struck Guthix with the God slayer and vanished soon after.
Guthix became weak, his very essence diminishing by the second. Illerai and Eldrax rushed over to Guthix. Guthix saw potential in these two mortals and tasked them unknowingly. He decelerated time and altered their perception of reality to visualise himself in his previous form; before he became a god. They were within the ruins of Naragan, Guthix's homeworld.
As he traversed his once called home, the adventurers followed. Illerai and Eldrax observed the aspects of life lived by Guthix. He spoke of his encounter with Skargaroth, the god he killed using the sword he found glowing with unimaginable power. In detail, Guthix mentioned the creatures created by these gods purely designed to inject fear and death into the world, much like the Icyene and Mahjarrat. He lectured them of his purpose: to create a world free of godly influence; a world where the inhabitants would not have to fight other being's wars.
"I had greater power than the mortals had ever seen. They began to worship me. They built shrines to me, made sacrifices. They waited on my every word. They should not have been living beneath me, serving me. I wanted them to be free, balanced, to make their own decisions.
When I ended the war of the gods, I did it with no pleasure. I knew I had already failed. Looking over Gielinor, it was like looking at my homeland: the land ravaged, the mortals worshipping a multitude of gods, including myself. Races that were brought in by the now-banished gods remained and disrupted the balance at every turn. Battles raged on, in the names of absent gods. I could banish the gods themselves, but I could not remove the memories of them; the blind faith displayed by their followers."
Guthix did not want to disrupt the balance further, as his power was beyond un-proportional. He could have survived Sliske's attack but embraced the Mahjarrat allowing his demise; to bring true balance to the world.
"If the gods return, another war is inevitable. Gielinor must be returned to peace before war destroys it... before it becomes like my own home. A dead, desolate wasteland. Gielinor must be protected. But not by me. By mortals with the power to defend against the gods, but not the power to be one."
Guthix lowered himself onto the stone bed within the ruins of his house, awaiting death to consume his life.
"I've already shared my power with you, chosen you both as one of my creatures, so that you may reach this point. When this is over, you will find yourself with even more power. A power you may use to defend against the gods.
I am glad to have found such noble mortals such as you, Illerai and Eldrax. My blessings... are with you..."
With his last breath, Guthix veered towards the adventurers standing before him.
"Remember... your purpose... Forget me..."
As Guthix closed his eyes and crept closer to his death, the Edicts he once structured lost their stability and crumbled. Other gods could now enter the world, and the journey Illerai and Eldrax were tasked with would be their toughest.
The Sixth Age - The Godwar of the Anima Mundi
The Anima Mundi - The world's soul. An essence so greatly desired by the gods.
Through trying to maintain balance, Illerai and Eldrax was overthrown after the events of Sliske's games, an event that made the gods turn on each other fooled by Sliske's deceptive ways. With the death of Bandos and Sliske, Zamorak gathered the Mahjarrats once again to take over Gielinor, unleashing Hordes of his army to destroy every city and every mortal that lived alongside Zaros to claim control over the Anima Mundi - the World's essence that created life - and the Stone of Jas, now broken into pieces. Before word made it back to Saradomin, Armadyl and Seren; the Goddess of Light, the World Guardians tried to control the hordes but failed in doing so losing many lives in the process. They had no choice but to return and try to regain lost ground.
Armadyl and Saradomin both agreed to assist the World Guardians, however, Seren did not abide by the idea of war. Instead, she withdrew her responsibility and protected the Elves residing in Prifddinas. Illerai and Eldrax were understanding towards Seren's judgement and held no grudge, focusing only on gathering those who survived...
Half a century passed by; Illerai and Eldrax gathered many mortals who were strong enough to fight off small hordes which patrolled the Ruins of Cities that once stood tall. Through their venture, they came across another horde of Avernic demons, who seemed more interested in targetting a different area instead of the Mortal army. As they trekked further, they noticed they were attacking the City of Prifddinas with Seren at the front line of defence.
Without hesitation, Illerai and Eldrax plunged into the fray. They sacrificed their lives as well as many mortals who followed them. Seren saw their efforts and commanded her elves to join their ranks as the Mortal army was outnumbered. With the new devised magic Seren had blessed her elves with, their healing and empowering abilities brought victory to the Mortal army over the Avernic horde.
After the battle, Seren sent condolences towards Illerai and Eldrax. She wanted to protect her species, and later welcomed the idea of war and rejoined the World Guardians in their quest to banish Zamorak and Zaros once and for all as she felt there was no other way. The Elves taught their new magic to the Gnomes, trained the Ogres and Dwarves in new aspects of combat, and imbued Illerai and Eldrax with Seren's Essence to further the vision Guthix entrusted to them.
As the mortals prepared for future endeavours, they were unaware of the few surviving Avernic. They returned to Zamorak and Zaros pleading Illerai, Eldrax and Seren's alliance. Zamorak made haste with a decisive answer:
"The day these 'Guardians' so much as defended these pitiful mortals is the day they'll regret for the rest of their lives. I will march amongst our forces, Zaros. As one of our own, in disguise."
Zaros disagreed with Zamorak's plan, stating the action would be unwise. Zamorak argued with Zaros and decided to continue down his chosen path. Zaros withdrew his Mahjarrat from Zamoraks command, which crumbled the alliance between the two gods. Disgusted, Zamorak attacked Zaros and missed, destroying the last active piece from the Stone of Jas in the process. As the stone was destroyed, Zamorak sensed an ascending power in the distance within Forinthry. As he turned towards the essence, he noticed the life of the land withering before him. Water stopped flowing, grass withdrew from the soil, trees turned black. The total annihilation he had wanted all along, resting in the sole artefact that gave him power.
The God of Evil was not the only one to have noticed the dire effects of the last piece of the Stone's destruction. The Anima Mundi cried out again, but the only entity who heard it was Illerai. Confused, she turned to Seren and Eldrax who both state they heard nothing.
After that event, mortals within the camp started to exclaim the change in the land. Abrupt tremors followed shortly after that, portals opening in the sky. The World Guardians ordered the camp to prepare for a fight, unknown to them if it was going to be one. But when creatures started to come through the portals, Illerai heard another voice.
"The end is near.. There is no time, you must act now."
Eldrax turned to Illerai and snapped her out of her frozen like state. They contacted Saradomin and Armadyl and informed them of what was happening. Illerai did not brief them on the cry from the Anima Mundi, nor the strangely familiar voice in her head. However, they prepared their army and themselves for the battle of a lifetime.
They left Prifddinas and marched towards the Outpost outside of Arandar to find muscular and thick skin creatures under the oath of a forgotten god built for war. As they went to fight these creatures, beings which resembled TzHaar appeared and held off the Horde, allowing the mortals to progress into the inner walls of what used to be West Ardougne.
Zaros appeared before them, summoning many undead creatures and spirits to flank the mortals. The Elves produced barriers to stop the incoming attacks as the others raced into battle formations. Dwarves threw their weapons after learning the fine art of Range from the Elves and mixed in melee attacks to break the physical undead beings. Gnomes used their new magical abilities to keep the evil spirits from at bay while the Ogre Shamans destroyed the front line, thus leading the Ogres who specialised in close combat through the front line of the Zarosian defences. Zaros grew tiresome. He appeared on the battlefield in a blink of an eye, reaping the lives of the mortals within the area. He cast magical, unknown runes that appeared to stop the flow of magic and brought the Ogre Shamans and Gnome mages to their knees, and eventually turned them to dust.
"That's Omnic magic!", exclaimed Seren, "The Dark Lord created it as a way of destroying powerful magical beings." Illerai and Eldrax took to the front line of war. "We'll handle him", Illerai stated. "Keep our army alive, block his magic with everything you have!"
Seren ordered the Elven mages to stand guard as she chanted an inscription of protection. A short while after, light blue barriers rose and covered the mortal's physical bodies, protecting them from the incoming attacks of darkness. But Zaros was prepared. He incorporated his Ancient Magicks to dispel the protection and used his Omnic magic to disrupt the channelling of the mortals magic.
Illerai knew she had to attack Zaros, but couldn't find an opening. She signalled to Eldrax, getting him to distract the God of darkness while she prepared a trap. Eldrax charged Zaros with his lance in hand. Zaros blocked the attack, retaliating with another magical burst of dark energy. Eldrax dodged the attack and pierced Zaros. However, it did not pain the god. Eldrax became confused as Zaros began to laugh. The Dark Lord attacked Eldrax from behind, draining his magical essence. Eldrax then realised he had attacked a clone that Zaros produced using his magic. As he tried to retaliate, Zaros struck once again, rendering Eldrax useless as he fell to the ground. Illerai finally intervened. She predicted Zaros would use some sort of deception in order to win against Eldrax as his melee skills were far more superior. Illerai had him where she wanted him.
Bars of light entrapped the Dark Lord. Panicking, Zaros tried to dispel the trap, but it was too late. Seren empowered Illerai's spell and brought the God of Darkness to an end. As he perished, so did his army. Seren then ordered the elves to heal Eldrax as his battle with Zaros made him weak. The elves also healed others who were injured and those who were close to death itself. As for the rest of the lives lost; the remaining mortals buried the remains of their once called allies. The army was lessening. Illerai knew they would have to hide until their members were healed and their equipment was reinforced. She ordered those who were able to dig beneath the battlefield and create a small base; a place they could retreat to, to prepare for the battle ahead.
The Final Battle
The mortal army prevailed through many ranks of countless foes. The battles continued from city to village, village to city. Their toughest battle was the Battle at Varrock.
Though Illerai and Eldrax grew tired, their ferocious temperament in battle boosted the morale of their mortal army. They both knew if they could not show signs of weakness as the army depended on them. But even morale could not stop their numbers from lessening. The World Guardians split up, commanding smaller portions of the army into planned formations to lure out chunks of the Hordes that fought against them. Seren took charge of the Elven healers, directing their abilities to keep the survivors alive and strong enough to continue fighting. It seemed their plan was working; the Hordes became less and less. Battle magics and Necromancers began to weaken and were eventually killed, increasing the chances of winning the war. The Gods saw this as an opportunity to proceed into Varrock's courtyard, and sweep out the rest of the destructive beings. As they advanced, a blast of chaotic energy engulfed the battlefield, majorly impacting the tide of battle. The World Guardians looked towards the source of energy, to find a dark figure standing in shadows unveiling a figure. It was Zamorak.
After a brief fight between Zamorak and the World Guardians, Zamorak started to weaken. It was then that he created a portal to bring forth what no one ever expected. Therragorn, the last remaining White dragon who ascended when the last piece of the stone was destroyed, lifting the curse of the Dragonkin entirely. Zamorak had chains of darkness wrapped around the dragon, depleting its power. Eldrax grew tiresome, he knew if he did not do something now Therragorn would not live. He sprung into combat but was deflected with magical force Zamorak drained from the dragon.
"You fool. When a Dragon ascends, it becomes unlike any other ascended divinity. It's become stronger than that weakling Guthix. If it were not for the consumption of the broken Stone of Jas, these chains would not be able to hold such a powerful creature. But alas, my power exceeds my expectations."
Illerai healed Eldrax, restoring his health and providing a boost to his stamina. Zamorak then changed his focus, snaring Illerai with crippling dark omnic magic. Illerai has never seen such magic before, nor has she been accustom to its effects. It stopped the flow of magic flowing through her, she could no longer assist Eldrax unless she used physical combat. Zamorak then struck her to the ground.
"No! Your fight is with me, Zamorak!", exclaimed Eldrax as he caught Zamorak off guard with his spear.
As Zamorak fell to the ground, Eldrax then tried to break the chains sapping Therragorn's power and manage to break two before Zamorak regained balance. Filled with wrath, Zamorak smote Eldrax and drove a God Slayer into his back through his heart and into Therragorn, who let out a roar of pain. Eldrax died from the attack.
Illerai, still unable to use magic, started to mourn over the loss of her friend. Zamorak turned and faced her.
"You will not defeat me, Illerai. Bow to the King of the GODS!"
Zamorak crept closer towards Illerai; omnic magic gathering in the palms of his hands. Suddenly, Zamorak was distracted by a light radiating behind him. Therragorn started to glow; white fire came off the mystical dragon and started to change Eldrax who laid still, lifeless, still connected to the dragon by the God Slayer. Eldrax started to form scales; wings started to expand from his back. Black flames engulfed the World Guardian briefly, and Eldrax drew breath once again. Therragorn revived and imbued draconic energy into Eldrax using the weapon Zamorak pierced them with.
As he came to consciousness, Eldrax pulled himself away from Therragorn and pulled the God Slayer through his chest. The wound healed almost instantly. His eyes glowing with a deep infernal blaze. Eldrax turned and glared at Zamorak. He could read every move the evil god was formulating in his mind, and as he looked around he could foresee other battle strategies from the fighting beings. Without notice, Zamorak appeared in front of Eldrax. Swiftly, Eldrax counteracted Zamorak's attack with his wing and set the god in flames. Zamorak stumbled to the ground screaming in pain. Eldrax then noticed Illerai looking directly at him. Her thoughts - he could see them clearly. Eldrax became confused; he saw the voices she heard, the cry from the Anima Mundi, the plan she had forcefully come to agree with. Eldrax's heart began to boil, the fire beneath his scales began to erupt spouts of dragon fire.
"You never told me... You didn't say anything to the gods... I never withheld anything from you Illerai; we took an oath from Guthix himself."
Illerai, realising what Eldrax was now capable of, felt the magic flow through her once again. The Anima Mundi connected with her mind, distilling magical energy. Illerai sought the opportunity and channelled all of her energy to collect the souls the Anima Mundi gathered and opened a portal to a new plane.
"If you enter that portal, Illerai, you will have disobeyed Guthix's orders... Don't betray us!"
With tears and regret, Illerai entered the portal.
Eldrax was never so distraught and angry at the same time. His frustrated empowered him further. Muscles, bones and horns started to grow from the base of his body, neck, legs, head and wings. A tail grew from his spine. Eldrax transformed into a dragon. With the sight of Eldrax, Zamorak knew he could not defeat him and retreated. Eldrax used Therragorn to call other dragons to his aid, even the dragons within the battlefields that had previously been brainwashed by Zamorak. He destroyed everything in his path that was not a dragon, including Seren, Saradomin, Armadyl and Zamorak.
Eventually, after three days, only dragons roamed Gielinor. His wrath consumed him to his core, and with the Anima Mundi no longer in Gielinor, no life could be produced. Gielinor.. was destroyed. Eldrax used Therragorn to teleport himself and the remaining dragons into the Abyss, where he remains healing and mourning the loss of Gielinor.
The Revival of a Balanced age
Illerai followed the footsteps her predecessor Guthix took. She found a world that was empty. The Anima Mundi she took with her infused itself into the new plane and recreated what it once was using the memories that Illerai felt was a more balanced age. Illerai knew that other gods would enter the plane and evidently restart the course of the god wars. Mortals will always worship a god, whether they see one or not, it was apparent.
The Anima Mundi recreated Elder Artefacts of communication, which Illerai than used to communicate to the dead Gods... Their souls still within the Anima Mundi's cosmos. Illerai was fond of the fact resurrecting life based off of her memories will also mean the inhabitants will remember these gods. She then used the Elder Artefacts to resurrect the dead gods, and impaired them with the new edicts of ethereal protection. The Order of Illerai.
An order which replicated elements of the Edicts of Balance created by Guthix himself, with the addition that no gods could enter the plain, but rather watch over it. Illerai made each god agree to provide their blessings to their followers but did not allow them to physically contact them. Sacrifices that were made to these gods were used to reproduce life that was once lost. Illerai assigned the Oneiromancer; Goddess of dreams, to assist the souls of those who were saved by the Anima Mundi and bless their followers with their gift. The Gods agreed, and the Order of Illerai was finalised. But Illerai could not help but wonder; Was Eldrax still alive? And if so, would he reign terror on the new world?