Prologue

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"What brings you to the core"
"I am but a humble traveller that has seen much of what this world of Gnevnea has to offer. The good, the bad, but I also see hope. The population of Gnevnea is dying. The only guarantee of their survival is if the people are preserved and kept safe."
"There is a cost."
"Tell me, I'll do anything." There's a pause.
"Very well, your intentions are pure. You shall be the vessel of their freedom. The way is treacherous. The vessel has both the power to save or destroy the world." The man takes a step back.
"And if I can't handle it. What then? That is more power than anyone should have."
"The way back to the core is for those who are pure in heart. There will be answers and solutions here."
"I am willing to accept the cost."
"Let it be known, the rivers shall rule the world. With them the skies will be filled. Young and old of all tribes, in rivers they will find refuge. Elei shall be vessel henceforth."
The voice reverberates through the chamber of the core, as does a blue light. Elei falls unconscious and the blue light affects the colour of his eyes.
All over Gnevnea, raging rivers spring from the ground, bending and twisting through the skies. They defy gravity by a new element added to the already unusual elements of the world. A new era has begun.

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