Outsideverse Notes (Main Timeline)

This page's purpose is to curate everything that has been created and will be created. It will be written in an informal format, that shall be used later in formalized articles. This page will act as a bible for the worldbuilding project of The Realms and The Outside. This is strictly a guideline, so don't go presenting this to others as fact.

What's This Thing About?
So conceptually, this is a huge universe, connected by the veins of god. Taking place hundreds of centuries into the future; (at least in earthside). There are your run-of-the-mill fantasy races like elves, dwarves, orcs, and muchkins. But there are also aliens, gods, and eldritch beings present, connected to "The Opening".

The main storyline is about a group of champions, preparing for the fifth mass extinction of their dimension. Tittering on the eve of total war, with tech uplifts and world apocalypses happening near too often. Their enemies are many and illusive, and old secrets are being revealed, and the unfaded feel their strength come back.

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= ==>Pre-Machine<== = The summary is that a post machine organism called "The Mother" time travels back to the past when entropy ruled the real universe, creating the big bang. Leading to a time loop event that eventually leads to the creation of humanity, the machine, and the post-machine world.

Naemi, The First Mother
''The First Mother was the origin of all, the chaos and the end of entropy. She was the motherbird, the guardian of her children, and the reason for our existence. As great of her love and gentleness, she was also a vengeful and fierce mother. A beast without restraint, yet a gentle soul when peace is present.''

A half human eldritch hybrid, with powerful psychic abilities to move multiple stars and to modify its own body with exotic properties. Implied to be some kind of failed experiment or ritual, being displaced during the time of the big bang, destroying entropy and order. She grew to her mythical size by absorbing the leftover miasma from the chaos. After finishing her tasks, she will make a hard shell cocoon to awake after an "Age" ends.

When she grew to her full size, she birthed thirteen offspring and creating a nest known as the "Garden of Edolenes". She suffered catastrophic damage when she battled the devourer, the second egg's parasitic twin. The trauma of losing six of her children wounded her mind, and she slept soon after the age ended. She awoke when she felt her children hatch from their eggs. Teaching them and loving them as they grew. When the last egg hatched and when she knew her time was drawing near, she gave Murah, the daughter she loved the most a piece of her hair. Giving her unending compassion like her mother.

Idra, The Dancer
''The Dancer created a realm made for spirit-like beings, high atop mountains made of marble and gold, dancing eternally to silent song. Emphasizing, beauty and purpose upon their city. For that is enough to make them happy, the dance bringing with them eternal bliss, no more, no less. For satisfaction is the ultimate paradise.''

She was the firstborn of the mother, with exceptional language that she can speak quite loudly. She loved the view of the sky, the freedom is intoxicating and addictive. But there is beauty in order, beauty in the dance of life. She safeguards to those who have passed on, though she has thrown away as her responsibility as the eldest, seeing only trouble in such a narrow world.

Her upbringing was of glory unblemished, a dream that must be reached above all. Dance gave her joy, and dance she did. Peace is living, dancing is an expression of the song of your body, that she believed. She was the goddess of the dance and of the spirits, the custodian of the golden peaks and the architect of perfection.

Assan, The Fury
The Screamer gave her children a body, strict and merciless to her children. She made them feel pain and hardship, for struggle always will build a strong character and weed out the weak among them. She is a deeply jealous goddess, her creations were mangled and uneven, always pitting them to one another. To those whom have survived, always she will reward them for their efforts.

Elos, The Harvester
The Harvester holds a grudge towards her sister, The Screamer. Always these two antagonizing one another over the littlest of things. In spite, they war with each other with his people of plant and greenery. Overtime, he will regret his actions that shall become his downfall.

Olym, The Bright
The Bright sough to bring order to the madness of his siblings, creating celestial engines to uphold peace and understanding. Creating majestic bastions that reached on forever, riding in great magnificent beasts, he was the first to bring the light of civilization to the garden.

Urut, The Wanderer
Urut is free spirited-having no place to call his own, he wanders the garden with his followers in tow. Fighting great beasts with his incredible strength, with no realms to call his own, he leads great raids with his followers, stealing the artifacts and trinkets his siblings have made.

Alse, The Singer
The singer preferred to be left in peace, like the dancer, her followers only desire the great ensemble of song. Preferring to be alone, bothered by her siblings' disturbance, she built great walls of steel and gold. To keep outsiders and discorders from their ensemble, she would release an ungodly shriek to drive them away.

Murah, The Beloved
The Beloved is what the primeval mortals called her, always did she look out for them. Seeking their hearts full of joy and laughter, for a goddess, she was humble for them. Taking on their form instead of the others who shaped their followers, she was shaped with them.

The Garden of Edolenes
The seven children of Naemi, awoke with no trace of their mother. But they were not totally helpless, as they were gifted her knowledge. Thus the children of the primeval mother prospered. They made use of their mother's garden, to create a world where they ruled from their mountain palaces. From their wisdom, civilizations were forged, remembering the song of life their mother had sung. A mighty world awaited for the seven mighty beings whom have ruled it all. From clay rubble, they gifted it with their knowledge, their own children for them to teach and to lead.

The Primevals
Though they are different in form, they are of the same blood and race. The primevals are a precursor civilization made out of clay and given from by their respective gods. Their souls are pure and untainted, the ideal race of everyone whom have descended from them, they were geniuses in magic and technology, nature and science. Though, they are only given life to whose god they share their destiny with.

Age I
Darkness was the constant, no star, no world persisted yet. In that moment, unknown, the great light broke. With light, came chaos. Hot and cold, the dark and the bright divided the ethereal sky. A form of incredible power came upon the dawn and the twilight. The First of days to come. For she was the mother, the destiny that gave all. Alone she was in the vastness, dividing her from from the rest of the sky. Her halo of shining gold burned the brightest. For the rest for this age, it was of her lonesome journey, only ending with the second age to come.

Age II
The second age was when the stars were born, from the chaotic order she had brought. Precious stones and gems were formed from her tears, giving the stars her soul. Her children, our gods, were still yet whole. Time passed as she constructed her great work, the Garden of Great Edolones, but with all her might, she grew weaker still. Her sacrifice birthing our existence. This only ended with the coming of the third age.

Age III
The garden was full of water long before, and dark. The mother willed that the clouds be created. Steaming the water into the garden sky. And so, land was formed. So mortals could walk. From it, all the great creatures where willed to existence. But forth came the great enemy, the devourer, from the sea. 7 years where what it took for it to be slain by the mother, and she did not wake until the fourth age commenced.

Age IV
The third age was full of storms from her awakening. For this to stop, she gave up her halo and brought the sun unto the garden. The cold was banished from the first summer. And so the world knew its dawn, the mother longed for peace from her past furies and gifted the world the warmth of herself. When Halo sunk below the horizon she saw the sky incomplete and in disarray. So she arranged them into the constellations, and her unborn children were given their cribs in the twilight sky. She gave an eye in the middle of it all, becoming the moon that watches and guards our sleep. As the sun set, it signaled the start of the fifth age.

Age V
Life retuned from the wroth of the mother and the rampage of the devourer

The Fall
Murah's heart was shaped with love, and it gave her strength. She sought to share to it with her other siblings, singing and dancing with their songs and passion. But her attempts were met with mockery, Idra giving her a cruel and silent laughter at her pathetic display, Assan indifferently killing her mortal friends and coldly ignoring her forgiveness on what she had done, as well as Elos.

Olym may have seen to it small friendships, but ultimately was more concerned with his great work of order and complexity, Urut playing cruel games on her, and Alse screaming at her ears to drive her away.

When Assan killed the last of her followers, she heard the mortal's last words before they died. It haunted her, and with it the last vestiges of her restraint was broken.

The deep feeling that laid in her heart awakened, the love that she so cherished was extinguished, in its place, was hatred. Hatred for her siblings, their existence, her mother, and herself. The long and dormant Harum, which sleeped within her awakened. As the goddess of hatred, she started the first war, giving way to her heart in chaos.

She gave birth, to a devouring legion, known as the Red Ones, ordering them to fulfill their insatiable hunger and devour everything in their path. One by one, she gave them, her siblings, a horrible fate.

No longer did Idra dance with grace, for her dances were horribly mangled and broken, spawning the first of the eldritch abominations, a devolution of their once graceful and spritual forms.

Assan was transformed into stone, having no strength both physically and mentally anymore, she watched helplessly as the things she took for granted was wasted away from her. Wishing for death that could never come, as more time passed, she became nothing but insignificant grains of pebbles and sand, to be stepped over and over again for eternity.

Elos became blind, his senses removed and thrown down into the abyss. Left alone to fend for himself as pain and hunger only grew as he died again, and again. For the first time, he felt fear and was reduced to a crying babe as he moved to the next life, infinitely more painful than the last.

Olym's mind will only know horror and depravity, as his body mutates and deforms. Spending his days as a lustful glutton, while his mind was locked away from the control of his own body, becoming a mindless beast that did nothing other than being a repugnant mass.

Urut lost all his memories, his conquests and his legacy. He was alone in a dying world, afraid and fearful, unknowing of his past he soon became no one and nothing, with nothing left at all, not even himself.

Alse was thrown into a black hole, forever being crushed to a pulp. Slowly forgetting of an existence outside of her small hell, forgetting what songs sounded like, and what the light looked like, hope was soon begone from her mind. As the song was forever silenced in a bloody world of tragedy.

Harum saw her work finished and slept within Murah once more, but as for her...

The Dream
She found herself into a red-painted landscape of carnage, no songs, no dances, not even a single soul.

She was all alone.

Then, she cried, flooding the world in her tears. No one was present to see her cry, when she ran out of tears to shed, blood became the alternative, so it flowed from her disintegrating eyes. She was the last to die as her siblings finally expired to their fates, leaving a red disk floating aimlessly in the stars. The dried blood crackled and faded away soon after. The age of gods have come to an end, yet a strange result came after this. Long after the garden was destroyed, the stars and galaxies aligned, to form a structure, similar to that of a mind.

The Machine


= <==Post-Machine==> =

The Mourning God
A giant god fetus that is responsible for the godsvein existing, created from the Courtalley incident from the surviving members of the underground complex. Fusing into a miserable mass, forever going through the cycle of youth and death.