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I made up a little world inside my head for no reason at all, it's been there for a while now so I thought I'd share it with someone.

Tragox is it's name...

Planets (In order of distance from sun):
Volcon
A ball of volcanc rock.
Creatures: Volcon (Humanoid lava creatures) Dracon (Lava dragons without wings) Flamins (lava bats)

Civilion
Grassy paradise.
Creatures: Trigon (Humanoid with triangle symbol on chest at birth, medieval technology) Acranox (Alien with large cheeks where the lungs are kept, highly advanced technology) Granig (Bull-like carnivore) Fish (fish)

Hiriad
Grassy paradise with volcano north pole and icy mountain south pole.
Creatures: Volcon, Frokon (Ice humanoid)

Frokon
Frozen rock.
Creatures: Frokon, Freezal (Ice seal) Icifish (Ice fish)

Gods/Dieties
Longsword: A gold and silver knight weilding a sword, lost most of his power making Tragox and can only shoot lightning and temporarily phase out of reality for a few seconds. Worshipped by the Trigon and helps them in anyway he can.
Black flame: A demon from the centre of the sun, he wants all to burn under him except the Frokon. Worshipped by Volcon
Terragon: A gigantic rock humanoid that can control rock and plants, was created along with Hiriad and if he dies, all life on Hiriad will. Misunderstood by Volcon and Frokon (They think he is a threat to the planet)
Zenthros: Has 2 forms, one is a small ball of lightning with 2 rings surrounding it. Another is a burning demon simaler to Black flame. He wants everything to die and has a plan to make that succeed, his first failed but he will always come back.
Kinthroz: The true god who created longsword, protects the universe from any intruders but is not conserned with the planets individual problems (created due to my friends making up universes just so they could destroy mine) is worshipped by no-one but he is ok with that.
Trigonnax: A god who does not exist physically but can talke control of Trigon temporarily. Only a special Trigon can be controlled, which are called "Carriers" and carriers can be defined by the of mark on their forehead at birth.

History
Civilion and Volcon are created.
Frokon floats past and gets caught in orbit of the sun.
The elemental war begins, frokon and Volcon (Who both have space travel already) space fleets fight just behind Civilion.
Hiriad begins to form due to the war (When the Frokon melt they create water, when the Volcon cool down they become rock)
Frokon and Volcon put their differences behind them and work together to keep Hiriad safe.
Longsword kills the Acranox leader after it turns out he is an imposter.
The Acranox fall into civil war without their leader and the Trigon are stuck in the middle.
Zenthros appears at the old throne of the Acranox leader in his lightning ball form and convinces the Acranox to work together to destroy the Trigon.
The first Carrier is born.
The war continues for 20 years and the Carrier and a large army manage to finally break into the Acranox temple, the Carrier challanges Zenthros to a one-on-one, Zenthros accepts and turns to his demon form. Trigonnax enters the Carrier and they fight. Trigonnax wins and leaves the Carrier just as Zenthros is destroyed in a burst of flame.
Meanwhile on Hiriad Black flame and Terragon finally meet, they fight and Terragon loses, he isn't dead though, just wounded.
Even worse, Volcon (The planet) was abandoned b the Volcon (people) which meant there was nothing to kill the Dracon, the Dracon over bred and killed all of the Flamins, which meant they had no food, so they died out, Volcon cooled down because there was no lava-life. Volcon is dead
AND Volcon has a spiral orbit, it slowely gets away from the sun. And in about a year it will crash into civilion.
Volcon crashed into civilion and the Trigon capital has been destroyed, the Acranox see this as a chance for revenge and attack.
The plants on Hiriad have stopped growing because of Terragons current state, the Volcon and Frokon are worried Hiriad is slowly dying

Nice!

Interesting... I was considering making my owen world years back. but i constantly got into Good Vs Evil. Well I am gonna make an attempt at righting one.

Since people seem to like it I updated. With Bad news.

(Gasp! Double post)
I decided to give a little moe detail on the creatures, wars, and tools of tragox.

Trigons
Trigons are normally peaceful but will resort to violence if needed, they worship longsword and as such trigon priests have they're own swords.

Weapons
Spring launcher: Originally used for sports, spring launchers are a tube with a spring inside and a hinged lid on one side, and the other is blocked off. On the back is a switch which is tied to the lid. A spring is on the inside, when anything is put inside it puts pressure on the spring but the spring can't just bounce it away because the lid is in the way, if something pulls the switch it opens the lid so the srping can extend and send whatever is inside flying!
Ammo: Silver spheres

Fire spring launcher: The same as a spring launcher but made of metal and with a small hole in the top so you can light the sphere
Ammo: Wooden sphere

Slade: Simaler to a sword but with a larger handle, making it 2 handed, and with a wooden guard on the back of the blade so you can put it on your shoulder without cutting it off.
Ammo: N/A

Acranox
The acranox are savages, they're natural predators and always follow they're insincts, they're smarter than most humans but cannot make noises other than growls and hisses.

Weapons
Clawsks: 2 spikes coming out of the wrist wolverine style but with electricity travelling along them.
Ammo: Electricity

Megnat: Megnats are tools more than weapons, they create magnetic fields effectivly allowing them to control metal
Ammo: Electricity

Volcon
Volcon are very religous, almost everything they do is for blackflame, they cannot talk because they have not vocal cords and only cominicate through body language

Weapons
Flame: a Flame is a sword made of pure fire, flames only burn out when it's owner dies or puts it down
Ammo: Volcon lifeforce

Frokon
Frokon worship no gods, and everything they do is for hiriad or the planet frokon. They cannot talk either

Weapons
Icicle: Icicles are just icicles but a misty cold gas floats round them and freezes almost anything at touch
Ammo: Frokon lifeforce

Updated the top page.

In light of Myatimo's stories, I've decided to tell the rest of the events in Tragox, the proper way.

Tragox: Sphere of flame
Part 1

??: "Wake up!"
The carrier opened his eyes and got up, as he was the carrier he had to live in a temple with the priests. The walls were thick stone with metal pyramids on each corner of the floor, red and yellow banners were put up to the wall, each sporting 2 triangles next to eachother, in such a way they would make a perfect square if touching. The very same symbol was on the carriers head, he was bald, not due to age, but simply because that is normal for priests and religious leaders alike. He wore black silk trousers, silk was rare in Civilion but due to his importance he was given silk just for pyjamas. A priest stood above his bed, like him the priest was bald, he would have had a beard but they make sure there is no hair on their faces other than eyebrows. The priest wore a Longsword on his belt and white robes, he wore the hood up in such a way you would have seen his fringe if he had one.
Priest: "Come on, you're late."
The priests had forced the carrier into spiritual and physical training, whenever he asked why they simply muttered soemthing in civic and walked off. Civic was a language restricted to the priests, they handled everyting in Trigon civilisation, form religion, to money, to politics, and of cource the protection of the carrier. As such, they needed a language to speak so nothing could overhear. They would't let anyone learn Civic unless they become a priest, not even the carrier.
Carrier: "All right, just let me get my robes on."
The carrier grabbed his robes from under his bed and put them on. These were also silk, and of purest white, at the edge of the hood and sleeves was a thick red line with civic written all over it in black.
The carrier got a mirror out from the pocket and checked if he had any facial hair, none. He walked out of the room with the priest following and entered a huge hallway, at the end was a huge stone door with a painting of Longsword above it. His armor was pure gold, with silver chainmail and a silver trim, the handle of his sword was gold with civic writing in silver on it. next to the door was 2 other doors that lead to another corridor. Normally the carrier wasn't allowed in here, but the priest stuck his fist out in the doors direction. The carrier walked towards the door and tried to push it open, nothing happened, he tried to pull it open, nothing happened. The priest walked up to the door and crouched down low, he did something with the bottom of the door and it opened. The carrier walked in. It was amazing, the entire room was made with gold. Gold was extremely rare in Civilion, so rare that an ounce of the stuff will make a bankrupt man richer than all the kings alive put together! The room was about as big as the hallway, and as wide as the carriers room. There were no banners on the walls, but plates of silver were stuck to the walls, each one covered in civic writing. at the end of the room, stood Longsword, who was reading a silver plate intently. The priest turned round and left the room. He shut the door behind him. The carrier fell to his knees and put his hands on them, he closed his eyes and lowered his head.
Longsword: "Rise"
His voice was majestic, strong, and held some magic behind it. If you heard his voice without seeing him you would know it was him instantly, even if you had never heard his voice before. The carrier got up and opened his eyes, Longsword stood in front of him.
Longsword: "Do you know what these prophesies say?"
The carrier supposed he meant the silver plates.
Carrier: "N... No."
He was nervous, he was in the presence of a god, not a full god, he had sacrifised his power to make Tragox in the first place, but his powers were returning ever so slowley.
Longsword: "And what do you think they say?"
A voice in the back of the Carriers head said "something bad"
Carrier: "Something bad."
Lonsword: "Exactly. But it is in riddle form, I do not know, nor can guess, at what it is."
Carrier: "Tell me what it says."
The carrier didn't know where those words came from, but they came in a voice that wasn't his own.
Longsword: "Very well.

A planet of green, of peace and protection
will soon feel it's doom
A sphere of flame, of death and despair
overhead will loom.

A fall from the sky, unwanted, unasked.
will doom the people of 3
A fight on the land, a cruel fate at hand
and the return, of thy enemy."

Carrier: "Return of thy enemy? That sounds like.."
Longsword: "Yes, but what of "A sphere of flame"?
Carrier: "That would be Volcania."
Longsword knew of Volcon/Volcania, he needed to keep some of his knowledge out of the Trigon's knowledge for.... personal reasons.
Longsword: "doom the people of 3."
Carrier: "3 is the number of the Trigon."
Longsword also kept some of the Trigon knowledge out of his own, it was only fair.
Longsword: "Then we are all doomed."
Carrier: "Who writes these?"
Longsword: "The one with no name."
Carrier: "Who?"
Longsword: "Think of him as my father. Anyway, you must prepare, tell the others."
Carrier: "Why can't you?"
Longsword: "This isn't the only prophesy."
Suddenly a section of the ceiling opened up and a new prophesy floated to the wall. The ceiling closed itself after.
Longsword: "Go."
The carrier turned round and left the room. He walked to the priests room, even in great danger there was no running allowed in the halls. Not even Longsword broke that rule. The carrier smiled to himself, it looks like Longsword wasn't in charge after all.

End of part 1
(That is alot better description than normal me.)
(This takes place just before Volcon crashes into Civilion)

As you can tell from the time distance of updates, I'm not updating daily. I'll do it tomorrow, I've got alot of spare time then, right now I'm gonna get some sleep.

Part 2

Meanwhile, on the barren rock land of Volcon.

The few Volcon who remained behind are dying out, the Dracon were gettting stronger and harder to kill, and the Flamins are breeding so much you can't look at the sky without seeing alteast 5. One Volcon was different from the others, his lava was alot hotter than other Volcon, it was white hot. And his Flame (Sword) was a blue flame. He was immensley powerful, but the other Volcon rejected him for being so different and left him on Volcon. He was sitting at the peak of a Volcano, watching the smoke spread across the sky and the lava rivers flowing gently next to him. He heard something, he got up and ignited his Flame, he looked round, but there was nothing there. His expirence told him there must be. Suddenly a huge swarm of Flamin jumped out from the Volcano, the Volcon ducked and they flew overhead. The Volcon got up and spun round, he slashed some of the Flamin, some of the Flamin flew away in fear but some of them split up and attacked him from all sides. the Volcon Put all the heat he could into the exterior of his body. All the Flamin who got too close slowly fell apart, and turned back into lava. the other Flamin saw what was happening and flew away. The White Volcon (who we may refer to as "white flame") cooled down a bit himself, he used up too much heat in that last attack. He dropped his Flame and watched it burn out, then he grabbed some lava and slopped it on his body, he felt the heat flow through his body, but lava wasn't hot enough to head him up. He was born by the heat of Volcon, but near Volcons birth, when it was basically a chunk of sun, that was why he was so hot. The only thing that could get his heat back would be the sun, and the smoke of the planet blocked that out. He had read some stories about Hiriad, a green planet, and grassy paradise. To him, Volcon was paradise. Behind him a Dracon growled and lowerd it's head, ready to charge.
"Well, atleast it was more fun here"
He thought just as he ignited a new Flame and turned round, the planet Volcon was dying, and he was going to die with it, not before.

Meanwhile, on the greenlands of Hiriad.

Terragon watched the plants blow in the wind, they were so much smaller than him, than any Volcon, or Frokon, and he needed to protect them. He knew why the Volcon/Frokon alliance was trying to kill him, they were afraid. Suddenly he heard a loud drum. He looked round, Volcon didn't use drums! Neither did Frokon..
Another drum noise...
....And another.
It was a slow paced beat, getting faster as the noise got closer to him. He knew even the whoe Volcon population couldn't possibly beat him, nor the whole Frokon, both would get close but he is a demi-god after all. By now the drum was a full on drum roll. Suddenly, all the plants and grass around him turned black and withered away. Even the round underneath him had dried up into barren rock. He saw the reason right ahead of him. A huge creature, completely armored, from head to toe, with obsidian plate. He was about as big as Terragon, his helmet had spikes in a crown style coming up around his head, he had spikes on the back of his gauntlets in such a way that he would stab you with a single punch. On the back of his armor was 2 holes, where his wings stretched out. His wings were on fire, and wripped in several places. If you looked into his eyes, you would have though he was dead. The creature, was Black Flame.
Black Flame: "You have ruined my plans for this place for too long. Goodbye, Terragon."
His voice sounded like he was dead, and at the same time eminated power. Black flame lifted his hand and a huge black lizard like creature cae out from under his sleeve, it jumped at terragon and knocked him over, Terragon tried to move the earth under him (as e can control earth remember) but to no avail, his power was sucked from him by Black Flames very presence. Terragon grabbed the Lizards lower jaw with one hadn and his upper jaw with the other, he pulled them, then he managed to push the creature onto the floor, he put hi foot on ii's chest and pulled the jaws. The creatures jaws were ripped off, the Terragon grabbed it by the neck and threw it at Black Flame, but it dissapeared in a wisp of smoke. Black Flame flew towards Terragon, Terragon tried to punch him, but he dissapeared, suddenly Black falme was behind him, facing away.
Terragon: "Stop playing games and fight me!"
Black flame: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"
Terragon: "Are you afraid of me?"
The skys darkened, not from clouds, or weather, they just did. The ground under neath Black flame burned, his armor turned into ash and fell apart. As soon as the first chip of his armor fell off, a crimson light eminated through the gaps. When the armor fell off, the creature underneath was made of ruby and burned with the heat of the sun. The ground underneath him didn't just burn, it turned into ash. A huge gush of wind came and blew away the ashes of the earth.
Black Flame: "So be it."
His voice had changed, from the dead sound of before, to something indescribable. When you heard it, it made you feel dead, not make the speaker sound dead. The creature turned round and stretched it's wings. Terragon looked into it's eyes and saw all the death, all the pain, and all the evil of the universe. He saw Hiriad burn away and the sun black out. He saw Tragox end. Terragon collapsed to the floor, it was too much for him to bear.
Black flame: "I thought you had more spirit than that. But it takes more than killing spirit to kill a person."
The creature flew at Terragon and grabbed him by the neck, he flew full pelt at a mountain and slammed Terragon into it. The obsidian armor grew back on Black Flame's body.
Black Flame: "Demi-god? Pah! You're hardly worth the name Terragon."
Black flame spat at the ground, his spit was black and thick, like oil, but with a hint of red. Terragon's normally green glowing eyes, faded into a lifeless black.

End of part 2

invertin?dude? a five times post let people get opinions before you write another 1/2 hour long post

It's ok if it's been a while between each post.