Some historical accounts of the strife on Sayha. i am posting these from work, i will edit the grammatical errors from when i wrote them when i get home.
The Day Nova Came to Sayha
It was two days since the beginning. 7 days had passed since the transfer of power. RR was destroyed, before the wind could be felt. Its members scattered to the far corners of aden. some blame the pullout of of a key ally, others would say it was invaders from the east. While the allies held their ground, shogunites came from the east to assume a greater power. One clan looked to the heavens and asked Yahweh for a divine sign, a revolution. Yahweh looked down upon aden. He looked at the people and saw that a struggle was to ensue and aden was under siege. Yahweh turned his eyes back to the heavens and proclaimed among the Nabih, "Who will take up the struggle and fight the invaders?" Gabriel had long since left the divine following, the rest turned their heads. It couldn't be done. Yahweh reached towards the distant heavens and plucked a star with his hands. He placed the star in front of him. The star began to take form. A man looked up from the star's light. Not just a man, but a titan! Yahweh looked upon the Hebrew Hammer and said, go forth and defend aden, you are their only hope. Hebew looked towards aden and jumped from the heavens.
Those who witnessed the event, say that Yahweh had sent forth a divine meteor. It landed in the west. The residents of Rune looked upon the crater that landed, and saw a titan stepping out from the destruction. The people of Rune rejoiced and proclaimed, "Yahweh is great!" The storm the people had been praying for, had finally come.
The Day Nova Decided to Transfer to Phoenix
Darshiva fell to the ground with a thud. Hebrew lifted his sword and wiped the blood off in the sand. "I am getting bored of dealing with the trash in this place." The rebellions Yahweh had sent him here to quell were but a mere memory. The Shogunite invaders from the east and their allies had fled the land, all that was left was the natives. The natives were a funny sort, they posed no danger, like a fly they were merely annoying. Hebrew took one look at Stig and smiled, "Where were you on that one Mark? i had to kill them all by myself." Stig smiled back, pulled out his bow and shot an arrow straight for Hebrew. Hebrew dodged the arrow, but dropped his sword. He pulled out his ax, running straight for Stig swung with all his might. Stig darted to the left and with one swing struck the mighty Hebrew with his shield. Blood trickled out Hebrew's nose, he laughed, dropped to his knees and fell to the ground...........
When he awoke he was in the desert, but his party was nowhere to be found. Everything was blury, he looked up to find a nabih. He walked towards the nabih but did not come closer. "Where is this place?" Hebrew asked, but the messenger did not speak. He stared at the him, the nabih lifted his hand and pointed the sky. In the sky was the star of David. Then the messenger spoke, "when the star comes to the 7th house, prepare yourself for a journey." "A journey to where," asked Hebrew. The scene changed, he was still in the desert, but he was surrounded. He saw party after party of warriors fighting each other. Their colours seemed odd to him, he did not recognize them. They were fighting for supremacy of the very desert Hebrew had been leveling in! Hebrew saw many of them wearing rosaries and crosses, symbols of the pagan cultures man had masked to become a new type of judaism. They called themselves, christians, catholics, mormons, they had come from many european lands, but mainly........Russia. "How am i to qwell a zerg of thes numbers," Hebrew asked the messenger. "You will have your clan at your side and.....," the messenger reached into his robes and pulled out a new heavens divider, not like the last one. It shone bright blue, Hebrew squinted. He lifted it above his head and his fear left him, for surely a weapon of wrought from Yahweh's divine power would bring victory. The messenger reminded him, "When you see the star of David in the 7th house a chariot of fire will come for you, prepare yourself for that time." The land started to fade and Hebrew yelled out, "What is this land called?" Before he lost all vision a fiery bird appeared in the distance, it called out to him and he woke. He was in the desert and Stig was by his side. "I didn't mean to hit you that hard with my shield slam, are you allright!?" He stood up slowly and wiped the blood from the side of his head. He gazed towards to tower in the distance, "Get up, we have much work to do."
My Return to L2 and Sayha
Aden had seen a time of peace since the last battles for the kingdom. Life had brought together the waring factions into an alliance and vowed to provide security for the people. It was a time of growth and prosperity throughout the land. But all was not well within the ranks. A group of mercenaries, branched off from the alliance. With a vengeance they brought chaos to the land. They had no land, no castle to call their own. They had spirit and soon several members of the king's Olympiad games joined the mercenaries to fight the power. The alliance of Scions were able to maintain a fragile peace, but that would soon begin to change. Legions from a distant land began attacking the border outposts. within weeks gludio was set ablaze. The mercenaries had joined in this fight, acknowledging their common enemy. The people were furious over Gludio's destruction. The people looked not to their leader, but to the heavens. For at one time Yahweh had answered their prayers and sent a messenger to deliver his word.
And it came to pass. Yahweh looked down upon Aden and the people praying in his temple for salvation. He knew that something must be done. Yahweh sent Metatron to Aden to look upon the invaders and plea for peace. Metatron was quickly met with an extreme force. He was attacked by warriors with powers he had not seen before. The legion had sent an elf from the north; who had mastered the powers of all elements, brandishing 4 weapons she could use at once. She was accompanied by a prophet. The prophet could root any that stood in his way with messages of a new order. Following the legion was a titan of old,one who vowed to bring karnage to the land and its people. Metatron was quickly defeated and imprisoned in the depths of a temple long forgotten to live out the rest of his existence.
Metatron met with the prisoners of the temple, trying to find a way out. He tried several times but the walls of the temple seemed inpenetrable, even for a messenger of Yahweh. They had told him there wasn't one, as they have been trying for escape for several years with no success. The prisoners told him of the one who created the prison, he had created it to imprison his own enemies. In the end, an old man, he had been imprisoned there himself. Metatron met with the man, a warrior. Several years ago he had been tasked to bring stability to the land, but now he was broken and lost his faith. Metatron prayed to Yahweh to help. But help did not come. Metatron continued to pray and on the 3rd day Yahweh sent an asteroid to destroy the temple. Metatron was able to cloak himself and some of the other prisoners from the destruction. With the temple destroyed, the prisoners ran for their freedom. Metatron looked up to heavens and asked why Yahweh would do this? Why would he destroy the temple and risk the lives of himself and these people? Through the rubble he saw a light. A titan had stepped out of the rubble and looked upon him. It was the aged warrior, young again. His rags were now a gleaming white armor. He laid down his weapons next to Metatron and introduced himself, "I am the Hebrew Hammer. I think you have been looking for me............"
A Carpenter's Account
It was on the 4th day of the seventh month of Tishrei. It was a day i would not forget. i lived in a tiny village outside of shuttgart. The Mercenaries had taken over the lands of Aden. In my younger years i had been a carpenter, but since Aden had been sacked i had little to no business. I had lost faith in my god. Why would this happen to me? I had lived an honest life. I did not understand the hardship i was forced to endure in these days.
On this day it began like any other. The sky was clouded black from the villages in my area that had been sacked and set ablaze. I was making a meal from my last handful of oats, wondering what i would do for a meal the rest of the year. It was then i heard the sound, a horn blew in the distance. I knew the mercenaries were comming to destroy my village. We told the women, children and elderly to escape into the woods and we would create a distraction for the mercenaries. As i saw the glow of heros from the olympiad games come over the hill i dropped my sword. I could do nothing, paralyzed with fear. So i prayed. I prayed that this could all be a dream and that my people would be safe. I prayed to my god to take us away from here, anywhere.
It was then i saw him. A titan stepped into the main road to our village. He was wearing doom heavy. This was a common armor almost any craftsman could make, and surely not one that could help defend against vesper weapons forged in the foundries of the Seed of Destruction. "Get out of the way, the mercenaries are comming!" I shouted but to no avail. He didn't move. I ran up and pulled on him pleading with him to get out for we will be killed. He threw me to the side and told me to hide. The mercenaries lined up at the edge of town shot at him with arrows. The titan started chanting. I recognized the language but i did not speak it. It was the language of our ancestors, i had not heard it spoken since my great grandmother was alive. When the chant finished i looked towards the heavens and saw a break in the clouds. A light shown down on the titan as he equipped a beautiful white armor. In a flash he ran at the mercenaries and 1 by 1 they dropped to the ground. He ran at them with speed i have not seen on a man half his size. The Merc priests and elders went down first. The archers began to flee. But their assasins were not affraid. They surrounded him. He pulled out a Halbred and with one swing the ground shook and knocked me off my feet. I felt blood dripping down the side of my head as i began to lose consiousness. Before i blacked out i saw him pull back his Halbred to swing again.
Everything was black. I awoke to the sun shinning. I felt groggy as if i had been in a deep sleep. Everywhere i looked assasins were laying on the ground, dead. My village was still standing. The women, children and elderly were returning to the village asking what happened. I did not respond but turned instead to my home and began walking. As i stumbled into my home i found 3 bags of grain and several barrels of wine and oil had been filled. Laying on top of one of the barrels was a book with a verse marked. I read from the verse, "To have faith is to be sure of the things we hope for, to be certain of the things we cannot see." It was on this day, i knew, my faith returned to me.