Cosmic Reckoning & Recovery

Eon XIII – Reality’s Reckoning
“The Elder Wars: Reality vs. Madness, where Titans, cosmic engines, and Elder Abominations waged aeon-long conflict for the soul of existence.”

Eon XIV – The Cosmic Leylines
“To heal the Weave, the Elder Gods and champions wove the Leylines—arteries of stabilizing magic—and fortified each plane into enduring domains.”

Eon XV – The Great Retreat
“Exhausted by war’s strain, the Elder Gods withdrew beyond the Astral, some to slumber, some to fracture into concept, leaving relics behind.”

Eon XIII – Reality’s Reckoning “The Elder Wars: Reality vs. Madness”

Cosmic engines, Titans, and Abominations vie for the soul of existence.

As the Far Realm’s horrors seeped into being, the very foundations of existence trembled. In response, the Elder Gods and their Primal Titan allies launched a titanic crusade to reclaim the cosmos from creeping chaos:

• Unleashing Cosmic Engines
  Great planar forges—vast contrivances of clockwork, light, and rune—roared to life. Their gears ground against the tides of madness, belching waves of harmonized energy that reforged shattered laws and sealed unstable breaches.
• Clash of Titan and Abomination
  Nameless Primal Titans—embodiments of Flame, Tide, Stone, Gale, Dream, and Dusk—borne on astral winds, hurled themselves against the writhing mass of Abyssal Abominations. Mountains quaked as fire and corruption met in cataclysmic duels, each strike reshaping the very fabric of the void.
• Mobilization of Celestial and Fiendish Hosts
  From the newly stabilized Outer Planes, archons and angels marched forth beneath banners of radiant justice, while devils and yugoloths answered infernal callings of subtle intrigue. Neither hierarchy fought for mortal souls, but for the very survival of order, law, and thought itself.
• Siege of the Fractured Realms
  The Shadowfell’s mournful echoes became rallying cries; the Feywild’s shimmering glades turned battlefields of living magic. Cosmic engines anchored on Mechanus bore siege to Far Realm rifts, pressing back the madness with iron discipline and perfect logic.
• Tide of Sacrifice and Victory
  Endless aeons passed as champions on every front fell and rose anew. At last, great wounds in reality were cauterized, the last of the Elder Abominations driven back into the weeping fissures from which they came.

When the final echo of war faded, the cosmos stood bloodied but unbroken—a realm reforged by the courage of gods and titans alike, tempered against the abyssal darkness that once threatened to consume all.

Eon XIV – The Cosmic Leylines “The Stabilization”

Leylines are woven; planes are fortified into steady, watchful domains.

As the last echoes of the Elder Wars faded, the fragile lattice of reality still quivered with hidden fault lines. To heal these wounds, the Elder Gods and their foremost champions embarked upon a monumental act of restoration: the weaving of the Cosmic Leylines, living arteries of raw magic that would forever bind the multiverse into a coherent whole.

Weaving the Arteries of Power

1. Summoning the Weavers
   • Archons of Order and Celestial Matrons gathered at the nexus points where planes most closely neighbored one another.
   • With incantations older than stars themselves, they drew shimmering tendrils of energy from the Astral Plane—each thread alive with purpose and memory.
2. Forging the Silver Cords
   • These astral tendrils were braided into thick cords of pure force, braided at celestial spires and rune-etched towers.
   • Every knot and interlace was keyed to a foundational law (matter, energy, time, fate), ensuring that the ley currents would never drift into disharmony.
3. Pulsing Heartbeat of Creation
   • Once laid, each leyline pulsed like a living vein, its steady rhythm echoing the original Primordial Thought.
   • Travelers—mortal or immortal—could feel its resonance: a gentle reassurance that no breach would reopen without first unraveling miles of woven defense.

Fortification of the Great Domains

• Heavens of Radiant Conviction
  Celestial courts were ringed with leylines that mirrored constellations, reinforcing virtues of hope and mercy. Light itself seemed to flow along these lines, illuminating even the darkest reaches.
• Abyssal Deep
  In the Abyss, leylines became jagged chains of binding force—each link glinting like a shard of frozen chaos—ensuring that no Qlippothic flux could escape its prison.
• Infernal Hells
  Here, the lines took on the form of infernal sigils, each a living contract that bound devils to their roles. These sigils fed on ambition and guilt, reinforcing the hierarchy of that grim realm.
• Elemental Thrones
  Fire, Water, Air, and Earth domains were girded by looped leylines that pulsed with elemental fury and calm in equal measure, curbing each plane’s natural extremes and preventing runaway conflagrations or floods.

Anchoring Reality’s Fabric

• Runic Anchors
  Monumental runestones—each inscribed with a fragment of the Elder Gods’ original codices—were interspersed along key ley junctions. These stones acted as stabilizers, their glyphs glowing whenever a tremor in reality threatened to unravel the weave.
• Celestial Constellations
  Invisible to untrained eyes, arcs of planar glyphs traced circles around emerging star systems, binding space itself into a coherent stage for subsequent creation.

Guardians of the Weave

From the very fabric of the leylines sprang new sentinels:

• Leywardens, tall figures wreathed in living light, who drift along ley routes to mend frayed strands.
• Runic Wardens, clockwork constructs of gear and rune, whose metallic limbs trace the lines in perfect, tireless patrols.
• Arcane Heralds, birdlike spirits whose songs resonate with the pulse of the ley currents, alerting all planar dwellers to disturbances.

Legacy of the Stabilization

By the end of this eon, the multiverse had been reborn as a tapestry of interconnected realms, each beat of the ley heartbeat ensuring harmony amid diversity. The Elder Gods, their work complete, prepared to take their leave—confident that the woven lines of magic would uphold reality until the next great dawn.

Eon XV – The Great Retreat “The Great Retreat”

The Elder Gods recede; some slumber, others fracture or vanish, leaving relics behind.

As the last echoes of the Elder Wars faded, the fragile lattice of reality still quivered with hidden fault lines. To heal these wounds, the Elder Gods and their foremost champions embarked upon a monumental act of restoration: the weaving of the Cosmic Leylines, living arteries of raw magic that would forever bind the multiverse into a coherent whole.

Weaving the Arteries of Power

1. Summoning the Weavers
   • Archons of Order and Celestial Matrons gathered at the nexus points where planes most closely neighbored one another.
   • With incantations older than stars themselves, they drew shimmering tendrils of energy from the Astral Plane—each thread alive with purpose and memory.
2. Forging the Silver Cords
   • These astral tendrils were braided into thick cords of pure force, braided at celestial spires and rune-etched towers.
   • Every knot and interlace was keyed to a foundational law (matter, energy, time, fate), ensuring that the ley currents would never drift into disharmony.
3. Pulsing Heartbeat of Creation
   • Once laid, each leyline pulsed like a living vein, its steady rhythm echoing the original Primordial Thought.
   • Travelers—mortal or immortal—could feel its resonance: a gentle reassurance that no breach would reopen without first unraveling miles of woven defense.

Fortification of the Great Domains

• Heavens of Radiant Conviction
  Celestial courts were ringed with leylines that mirrored constellations, reinforcing virtues of hope and mercy. Light itself seemed to flow along these lines, illuminating even the darkest reaches.
• Abyssal Deep
  In the Abyss, leylines became jagged chains of binding force—each link glinting like a shard of frozen chaos—ensuring that no Qlippothic flux could escape its prison.
• Infernal Hells
  Here, the lines took on the form of infernal sigils, each a living contract that bound devils to their roles. These sigils fed on ambition and guilt, reinforcing the hierarchy of that grim realm.
• Elemental Thrones
  Fire, Water, Air, and Earth domains were girded by looped leylines that pulsed with elemental fury and calm in equal measure, curbing each plane’s natural extremes and preventing runaway conflagrations or floods.

Anchoring Reality’s Fabric

• Runic Anchors
  Monumental runestones—each inscribed with a fragment of the Elder Gods’ original codices—were interspersed along key ley junctions. These stones acted as stabilizers, their glyphs glowing whenever a tremor in reality threatened to unravel the weave.
• Celestial Constellations
  Invisible to untrained eyes, arcs of planar glyphs traced circles around emerging star systems, binding space itself into a coherent stage for subsequent creation.

Guardians of the Weave

From the very fabric of the leylines sprang new sentinels:

• Leywardens, tall figures wreathed in living light, who drift along ley routes to mend frayed strands.
• Runic Wardens, clockwork constructs of gear and rune, whose metallic limbs trace the lines in perfect, tireless patrols.
• Arcane Heralds, birdlike spirits whose songs resonate with the pulse of the ley currents, alerting all planar dwellers to disturbances.

Legacy of the Stabilization

By the end of this eon, the multiverse had been reborn as a tapestry of interconnected realms, each beat of the ley heartbeat ensuring harmony amid diversity. The Elder Gods, their work complete, prepared to take their leave—confident that the woven lines of magic would uphold reality until the next great dawn.