In the beginning, darkness was all that there was, and all there ever would be. Until a mystic being created earth. Thetis, the God of existence. Life blossomed from this world, both human and not. A co-existence emerged for a time. However it was inevitable for the seeds of greed to be sown. People used everything they could to destroy one another for province. Lands were burned, crops stolen, and blood spilled. War had become life and sin infected the world.
In an effort to find sanctuary among the hell wrought forth, an island was created, floating from the depths of the sea. This small village was named Aeon and it was a haven for those who wished peace. It was protected by a deep and heavenly magic. This magic created four points. Lush forests that surrounded the village. Each of these forests had special biomes filled with unique creatures.
Chosen individuals lived in this village, opting to remain stagnant in time as the world around them began to evolve. As the outer world grew, so did the practices of war. The violence was cruel and inhumane. The villagers grew fearful and worried of their own safety. To protect what was left of the blessed world that was created, Thetis made a deal with Lapetus, lord of province. If the people of the village remained pure, the island would be safe from harm. Thus the deal was set in motion; a sacrifice was made as her soul and magic became a seed. This seed was planted, creating what would eventually grow into the largest tree within all of Aeon.
Magic enveloped the whole island, lifting the piece of earth from the ground and sea, levitating until it was miles from the ground below. This was the promise that was granted. Seclusion from the hell that was below, and into the sky with a vow of sanctuary.
That is the story of how Aeon became that of a floating island. As life progressed however, the town became extremely isolated. Access to the island was and is limited to twice a week. While the world around keeps evolving, the island remains the same, almost untouched by time. Technology was not even introduced until only a short few years ago, and usage is at a minimum, save for some rare house appliances.
The creatures around the village came with the package of the floating sanctuary; though dormant since the time Thetis gave her own life to protect the land. However some strange things have been happening as of late. The energy that seals this world to where it is, has been meddled. The world feels heavier, no longer light in the magic that lives here. Some fear that the magic residing, is fading away, and this same magic is what holds this world together, and keeps the creatures at bay. There have been reports though...of the rock beneath the feet of the people, crumbling ever so slightly and of monstrous creatures wandering the boundaries of the village at night. What is happening to our island?