Prehistory: The First Age

In the primordial coalescence, immediately after He decreed that the multiverse begin, there was nothing. Wanting to provide for his Blessed Brothers and Sisters, unanimously, it was decided. A universe shall be chosen, and its inhabitants would become The Inheritors. Barren worlds formed and died throughout the numerous galaxies and universes - Until our world emerged. Deferring to His incalculable wisdom, this world was selected, and seeded with His Holy Energy, and instilled within each being was a fragment of his Essence. He would personally oversee and silently, yet meaningfully, ensure The Inheritors did not succumb to the Fray. We took our position among this perfect place, yet a leader was needed; one who would guide this world and its denizens to everlasting glory and to His inevitable embrace. This Champion of the Gods and Lord of the Mortal Realm required immeasurable precision in his selection. Required of him would be incredible mental prowess, and Herculean strength of will, and a Just and Even hand. Granted to him, would be the titles of The Inheritor, His Champion, and Agent of the Gods, as well as the duties of carrying out His Will, and the responsibilities of leading His disciples. Perusing all of Time, from His Awakening to The Great Static, searching all of existence for the Chosen One who shall be granted the privilege of forging His vision. Exceeding His highest expectations, perplexing even His Blessed Brothers and Sisters, the requirements for the perfect specimen for His vassalage became known to Him. Retreating to His personal realm of otherworldly origin and unimaginable beauty, He set forth crafting this character of Divine Order. Eons were spent toiling defining and redefining His Champion's soul, until finally, he was ready. Emerging from His chambers, He presented His Magnum Opus to His fellow Holy Ones. Unending approval rained upon Him and His Creation, for it was perfect. Awakening The Inheritor, He bestowed His noble task upon The Champion. He would descend to the Mortal Realm and take his place as the Righteous Leader of The Inheritors, guiding them through the tumult to enact His vision. Granting the Agent the Blessing, He sent him forth. Emerging to us in our time of greatest need, he welcomed us all to His Light and made himself known; "It is written, Etched into the fires of Eternity and imprinted upon the sands of Time, He has made it so!" The Inheritor's true titles unbeknownst to us, required we ask His Creation's name. His reply: "Mumflr." Thus began our return to His Holy Light. -Corvax Entry 1:1-1, Testament of The Order of the Royal Skulldafnz