Written by Aelyzabeth von Thors.
For five hundred million years, the oceans whispered in silence—as though Time itself had fallen into slumber beneath the still and endless waters.Yet even within that deep stillness, something stirred unceasingly:the spirit of evolution, the pulse of a noble racethat once dwelled within the sacred womb of the sea.And now, at last, the moment had come—for them to rise from the abyssand to set foot upon the face of the worldfor the first time in the history of all life.
When the final wave kissed the shore, they emerged—the progeny of Fralius Craus Aryaginus,born of the celestial milk of Sillos,no longer as creatures of the sea,but as the first of mankind.They rose from the waters in dignity and pride,their skin as white as snow beneath the newborn sun,gleaming like frost beneath divine fire—so radiant that all creation fell silent,and the universe itself seemed to hold its breathto behold the birth of its rightful sovereigns.
In those first ages, they wavered upon the land,their forms still half-bound to the sea.Yet within but three generations—a span fleeting to the tides of eternity,but vast in the measure of life—they changed.In three generations they grew legs,learned to walk, to stand, and to tread upon the earth with honor—not crawling, not fleeing,but to proclaim before the cosmos:"We are the heirs of the ocean; even the land shall bow before us."
And when nine generations more had turned beneath the sun,a miracle unfolded—they awakened to reason, to thought, and to understanding.They were no longer beasts that walked,but hunters of the earth,beings who gazed upon creation with eyes of comprehension.Their hands began to craft weapons,their vision reached toward the horizon of destiny,and their hearts beat to the rhythm of dominion.
Upon the shore still damp with the breath of the sea,the first human footsteps resounded—echoing through the mountains, soaring into the heavens.It was the sound that declared unto the world:"Mankind now stands here."That sound was a sacred utterance,a divine command that shook the foundations of the earth.Trees unfurled their leaves, beasts took new forms,and the skies themselves opened to welcome the birth of intellect.
From that moment forth,the race that rose from the waters began to forge its dominion—from sea to bay, from bay to plain, from plain to mountain.They hunted, they learned, they loved, they waged war.For within their veins flowed the covenant of Sillos:that Man would not remain one among living things,but become the ruler of all life.
Thus I, Aelyzabeth von Thors,record upon the tablets of evolution this eternal truth—that the day Man ascended from the waterswas the day that consciousness itself was born upon the earth.And from that day onward,the world belonged no longer to the sea,but to the hunters of the land—the race destined to command the stars.
Thus ends Chapter A-IV.