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World Setting:
They say that devils are stars.
In this land, they worshipped the sun. As time wore on, people tended to invoke the name of the sun-deity's chosen heroes -- living "saints" -- rather than pray to her directly. Even though her name fell into disuse, this much remained: The sun was holy, devils were stars.
Centuries ago, a group called the Morning Dawn travelled to the northern borders of the country, to explore and scout out places for potential settlers. They would lay the foundations of places that would become thriving cities in the years to come. They also found the reason why this place had been uninhabited: It was teeming with demons, great ones and minor ones, all over the land and sky. To protect the settlers, the Morning Dawn hunted the demons down, as many as they could find, and slew them all.
When a demon is slain, it is not killed entirely but it is greatly diminished. A star falls to the earth at the site of its "death", containing the demon's lost power and vitality. Weapons and tools forged from meteoric iron are said to be stronger and are popular for this reason, but they have a second lesser-known purpose: To divide and diminish the demon's power further, and prevent it from returning to full strength.
While the Morning Dawn may have known this, they did not realize what would happen after the stars fell -- so many stars, in a relatively small area, each containing a seed of demonic magic. The very earth became saturated with it. The land grew wilder and stranger. Things woke up that would have remained dormant otherwise. In some places, reality had been worn so thin that you could walk out of the "real world" and into dreams, or worse. The border had, in a literal sense, become a frontier.
Luckily, many of the stars fell into the ocean rather than on land. Despite the wild stories, the land was still habitable, and the settlers did come -
They say that devils are stars.
In this land, they worshipped the sun. As time wore on, people tended to invoke the name of the sun-deity's chosen heroes -- living "saints" -- rather than pray to her directly. Even though her name fell into disuse, this much remained: The sun was holy, devils were stars.
Centuries ago, a group called the Morning Dawn travelled to the northern borders of the country, to explore and scout out places for potential settlers. They would lay the foundations of places that would become thriving cities in the years to come. They also found the reason why this place had been uninhabited: It was teeming with demons, great ones and minor ones, all over the land and sky. To protect the settlers, the Morning Dawn hunted the demons down, as many as they could find, and slew them all.
When a demon is slain, it is not killed entirely but it is greatly diminished. A star falls to the earth at the site of its "death", containing the demon's lost power and vitality. Weapons and tools forged from meteoric iron are said to be stronger and are popular for this reason, but they have a second lesser-known purpose: To divide and diminish the demon's power further, and prevent it from returning to full strength.
While the Morning Dawn may have known this, they did not realize what would happen after the stars fell -- so many stars, in a relatively small area, each containing a seed of demonic magic. The very earth became saturated with it. The land grew wilder and stranger. Things woke up that would have remained dormant otherwise. In some places, reality had been worn so thin that you could walk out of the "real world" and into dreams, or worse. The border had, in a literal sense, become a frontier.
Luckily, many of the stars fell into the ocean rather than on land. Despite the wild stories, the land was still habitable, and the settlers did come -