Long ago, all life on Alternia lived in the ocean. The land was barren and dry, full of nothing but cracked gray rock. The seas, though, teemed with life of all shapes and sizes and colors - happy, playful dolphins, wise whales that would fill your entire field of vision, bright colorful corals and even brighter, more colorful fish that darted and dove between them. Cuttlefish and nautili and adorable little hermit crabs, in spiral shells that were beautiful and much-prized among the trolls.
Because there were trolls, too, back then - but all trolls were seadwellers, and were all born with fins and gills and the ability to swim like the fish they lived among. They all had purple blood, except for the empress of them all, and her heiress, who were graced with the color of royal tyrian.
The empress had ruled for longer than anyone could remember, and loved her power. It did not seem that the Heiress would ever ascend.
There was another troll, a prince of the purple-bloods, who was much favored by the Heiress. He was proficient in the arts of the whitest sciences, and everyone adored him and wanted to fill all of his quadrants. But he had eyes only for the Heiress.
One day, he came upon the Heiress and saw that she had been crying.
He immediately swam over to her and took her in his arms, asking her what was wrong.
“Oh,” she said, “It’s terrible! Yesterday, I overheard the Empress plotting to kill me, so I could never be a threat to her and she could go on ruling forever!”
The prince was deeply disturbed by this, but valiantly said, “Do not worry, my dear, for I will protect you! I will use my greatest sciences to make sure that the Empress can never hurt you!”
But the Heiress was doubtful. “The Empress rules the entire sea, and has all the beings in it at her command! She could turn them all against me, if she wished. How could you hope to defend me against all the creatures in the whole sea?”
The prince promised that he would do everything in his power to protect his dear one, though the Heiress still did not believe that one troll could ever hope to fight so many on his own.
The prince, however, had no plans to fight the Empress’s army on his own. He retreated to his secret laboratory, situated where no one would ever find it - on a rock above the sea. There, he worked his most potent sciences, mixing together formulas and chemicals and atoms. He did science late into the day, even when the sun burned his eyes and he had to put on glasses to protect them, still he worked on.
Eventually, after three nights and three days of working, he had, with science, created life - a vast array of life, nearly enough to rival the Empress’s army of sea creatures.
Still, he had to put them somewhere where the empress would not find and destroy them. So he put them on land. These were the first land beasts.
He returned to the sea, to visit the Heiress and tell her of his creations. She was excited, and began to hope that she would not be killed after all. But she asked the prince, “How can you be sure that the beasts will defend me? For they are only beasts. The Empress commands trolls, too.” And again she was troubled.
The prince vowed to resolve this problem too. The Heiress bid him hurry, for she had heard more of the plot, and learned that she was to be killed in only two nights.
The prince returned to his secret laboratory, but had even less time now. He worked his sciences on himself, this time, and from his work he produced a whole population of trolls.
But these trolls were imperfect and unfinished, because the prince did not have enough time to finish. Their blood did not have time to mature into its proper purple, so they were left with blood ranging across the spectrum. Though he hated for his Heiress to have to rely on such half-formed beings, he was out of time.
He returned to the sea, leading an invasion of his creations, just as the Empress bore down on the Heiress. The battle between the armies of the prince and the Empress was long and arduous, but eventually the Empress was slain. The heiress leapt into the prince’s arms, proclaiming her everlasting love.
As for the prince’s creations, he meant to destroy them once they had served their purpose. But the beasts and the imperfect trolls now numbered too many to easily kill. However, such creations could not be allowed to live amongst civilized beings. They were sent to the surface, to live on the land, until the prince could decide how best to dispose of them all.
He and the heiress - the new empress, now - were too busy filling buckets for the rest of their lives though so he never got around to it.
so you see fef thats wwhy you an i gotta get together
wwe wwere MADE for each other its obvvious to evveryone evven a bunch of ancient dead guys wwho wwrote legends
also thats wwhy equality is bullshit an i gotta kill all the landdwwellers
see it all makes sense noww doesnt it
-Eridan, I don’t t)(ink t)(at’s )(ow the legend actually goes.
FILL: TEAM SLICK<3<SNOWMAN
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Long ago, all life on Alternia lived in the ocean. The land was barren and dry, full of nothing but cracked gray rock. The seas, though, teemed with life of all shapes and sizes and colors - happy, playful dolphins, wise whales that would fill your entire field of vision, bright colorful corals and even brighter, more colorful fish that darted and dove between them. Cuttlefish and nautili and adorable little hermit crabs, in spiral shells that were beautiful and much-prized among the trolls.
Because there were trolls, too, back then - but all trolls were seadwellers, and were all born with fins and gills and the ability to swim like the fish they lived among. They all had purple blood, except for the empress of them all, and her heiress, who were graced with the color of royal tyrian.
The empress had ruled for longer than anyone could remember, and loved her power. It did not seem that the Heiress would ever ascend.
There was another troll, a prince of the purple-bloods, who was much favored by the Heiress. He was proficient in the arts of the whitest sciences, and everyone adored him and wanted to fill all of his quadrants. But he had eyes only for the Heiress.
One day, he came upon the Heiress and saw that she had been crying.
He immediately swam over to her and took her in his arms, asking her what was wrong.
“Oh,” she said, “It’s terrible! Yesterday, I overheard the Empress plotting to kill me, so I could never be a threat to her and she could go on ruling forever!”
The prince was deeply disturbed by this, but valiantly said, “Do not worry, my dear, for I will protect you! I will use my greatest sciences to make sure that the Empress can never hurt you!”
But the Heiress was doubtful. “The Empress rules the entire sea, and has all the beings in it at her command! She could turn them all against me, if she wished. How could you hope to defend me against all the creatures in the whole sea?”
The prince promised that he would do everything in his power to protect his dear one, though the Heiress still did not believe that one troll could ever hope to fight so many on his own.
The prince, however, had no plans to fight the Empress’s army on his own. He retreated to his secret laboratory, situated where no one would ever find it - on a rock above the sea. There, he worked his most potent sciences, mixing together formulas and chemicals and atoms. He did science late into the day, even when the sun burned his eyes and he had to put on glasses to protect them, still he worked on.
Eventually, after three nights and three days of working, he had, with science, created life - a vast array of life, nearly enough to rival the Empress’s army of sea creatures.
Still, he had to put them somewhere where the empress would not find and destroy them. So he put them on land. These were the first land beasts.
He returned to the sea, to visit the Heiress and tell her of his creations. She was excited, and began to hope that she would not be killed after all. But she asked the prince, “How can you be sure that the beasts will defend me? For they are only beasts. The Empress commands trolls, too.” And again she was troubled.
The prince vowed to resolve this problem too. The Heiress bid him hurry, for she had heard more of the plot, and learned that she was to be killed in only two nights.
The prince returned to his secret laboratory, but had even less time now. He worked his sciences on himself, this time, and from his work he produced a whole population of trolls.
But these trolls were imperfect and unfinished, because the prince did not have enough time to finish. Their blood did not have time to mature into its proper purple, so they were left with blood ranging across the spectrum. Though he hated for his Heiress to have to rely on such half-formed beings, he was out of time.
He returned to the sea, leading an invasion of his creations, just as the Empress bore down on the Heiress. The battle between the armies of the prince and the Empress was long and arduous, but eventually the Empress was slain. The heiress leapt into the prince’s arms, proclaiming her everlasting love.
As for the prince’s creations, he meant to destroy them once they had served their purpose. But the beasts and the imperfect trolls now numbered too many to easily kill. However, such creations could not be allowed to live amongst civilized beings. They were sent to the surface, to live on the land, until the prince could decide how best to dispose of them all.
He and the heiress - the new empress, now - were too busy filling buckets for the rest of their lives though so he never got around to it.
so you see fef thats wwhy you an i gotta get together
wwe wwere MADE for each other its obvvious to evveryone evven a bunch of ancient dead guys wwho wwrote legends
also thats wwhy equality is bullshit an i gotta kill all the landdwwellers
see it all makes sense noww doesnt it
-Eridan, I don’t t)(ink t)(at’s )(ow the legend actually goes.
wwhat are you talkin about a course it is