(ἄπειρος) Apeiron...
I heard that name whispered by the crumbling sky and the earth once torn asunder.
They came with light from the celestial throne—descended not as conquerors,
but as guardians. Redeemers of a world ravaged by the greed of the Ten Kings.
These seven great beings, the Apeiron, were chosen for a single sacred task:
to preserve the balance of the world…
and to protect Yggdrasil, the holy tree—source of all blessings,
and the anchor that keeps this realm from falling into utter destruction.
Yet even light... can burn itself.
Long ago, the Apeiron raised their powers against one another.
They waged war—not to protect, but to claim the Seven Thrones of Yggdrasil.
A war scarcely recorded, for even history fears its name.
A war so long, so catastrophic, it dragged the world into the Abyss.
And from that ruin… only seven remained.
Seven chosen Apeiron—deemed most worthy to carry out the will of Yggdrasil.
They were not merely rulers of the elements,
but incarnations of the absolute principles that bind the world together:
Apeiron Pyro, Amon the Distraction — the destroyer and purifier of sin.
Apeiron Cyro, Buer the Eternity — the keeper of frozen time and immortality.
Apeiron Voltra, Agares the Justice — the scales of truth amid chaos.
Apeiron Hydro, Naberius the Order — the architect of harmony and law.
Apeiron Vento, Marbas the Regulator — the shaper of flow and fate.
Apeiron Argo, Zagan the Excitement — bearer of passion, change, and possibility.
Apeiron Tarra, Vual the Wisdom — seer of that which lies beyond time.
They are the givers of Blessings—
gifts that not only bestow power, but bind the soul to a destiny far greater than itself.
Yet, there are whispers...
Some say the Blessings do not always follow hardship.
Some claim to have received them—without trials, without warning.
There is a strange tale… of one who simply made a wish,
and Apeiron Cyro answered it himself.
Was it an act of mercy?
Or the beginning of something far darker?
Blessing.
An ancient gift granted only to the worthy—
artifacts of power from the legendary Apeiron.
The old texts say: when one is truly worthy,
a stone is born from within them…
becoming the key to mastering their element, their power, and their fate.