Long, long ago... When the world had yet to be called Remnant, there was a rebellion.
Yes. Even back then, Humanity was driven by passion. Equal parts great and terrible.
It is said, however, that what Humanity desired was so great that it angered the old gods. Subsequently, they destroyed the world, and left only the Remnants...
"What a beautiful day... So peaceful."
She mused mostly to herself. True, there had been some troubles lately. Prisma and Umbrae were wound up as usual. Dawn surmised that if they just spent a little more time appreciating their creations -- instead of just working all the time...
Ah, but that was neither here nor there. It wouldn't do to think of such things just as she was starting to relax. Dawn let these troubling thoughts slip away, as she enjoyed just... Watching Humans making their way of things. She loved nature, and that included these little ones as well.
"I expect such great things from you."
She felt like she could get lost watching this. It would be fine, for just a little while if she did that, right? Dawn didn't even see a need to hide herself from them. The presence of the gods was well known and expected by Humanity, after all. That included herself.
But even though it should have been a quiet, simple day like this... She couldn't shake the feeling of something terrible coming.
Dawn's smile fades, and she looks to the distance. Turning her gaze away from the Humans that she was watching.
When she did, she saw what troubled her so deeply;
a flash of divine power. Reaching across the world. Even to where she stood -- to where the Humans she was watching over.
Those little ones also glanced at the power that was coming for them.
Dawn's eyes widened. This... This was not controlled erasure. It was not to smite a group of heretics.
They were actually doing it. They were going to erase all of this... Again.
Dawn's expression turned to one of anger. She sprung into action, moving herself between that incoming surge of power and the Humans. She could not save all of Humanity... But she could save some of them.
She braced herself, and then held off the oncoming tide. This surge of divine power parted, having no choice but to go around. But in so doing, Dawn did manage to save this settlement...
"What was that?!", "I don't know!", "The Wrath of the Gods? But we were saved by one of them!"
So many confused shouts. Dawn turns to them.
"You must stay here. This grove will shield you. You will find nothing beyond it... It is a wasteland now."
She spoke with sadness... But she also spoke the truth.
A horrible truth, that even they could recognize. Even if they did not believe her words, one look into the horizon revealed to them that it felt off.
They could see nothing moving. They could hear nothing. It was too quiet. Too still. It was wrong.
Every last bit of it was wrong.
That's why Dawn set off to face Prisma and Umbrae, enraged at what they had just done. Little did she know, that she would learn the truly terrible scope of their actions on this day in so doing...
All the Humans could do was follow her commands. Many things happened that shook them to their core, just as that surge of divine power did.
The twin gods left the world in this state... The moon shattered upon their departure. And the one who previously spent her time with them never returned, no matter how long they waited.
But even though she never returned physically, they could still feel her protection... And every now and then, a traveler from afar came to visit them. When they questioned who she was and where she came from, she only answered
"I am Hestia. I come from another grove, much like this one."
Hestia would offer her assistance from time to time. She'd ask them things like how they were doing, if they needed anything... It was always like that on her trips to see them. The news that there were other places in the world that were not lifeless did spark some hope in the survivors.
Life slowly returned to the world to the rest of the world. With it, a new Humanity flourished.
But those who were favored by Dawn remained, and with such an iron will to defend them... Her powers had an unusual effect upon them even when she was sealed away.
Old Humanity mingling with New Humanity -- they lost their connection to Magic. But gained the power of an Inherited Semblance... These could take many forms. But the most notable of the present age would be the Schnees and the Amaranths.
Semblances that could be traced all the way back to True Magic. That was why they were so robust, and could be carried to offspring directly because of the bloodline.
"When Kings rise against, have it writ on their graves.
The old gods were felled by a mortal unnamed."
Her mother said. Looking to Claret expectantly.
"Do you know what that means, Claret?"
Claret nodded slowly.
"It means our progenitor... The one who granted us this power and protected us. They chased the gods who sought our destruction away."
The mother smiled.
"Very good, Claret. This is the song of our family. It represents our legacy. The unnamed one battled the gods themselves and defied them. We have inherited this world."
They were standing in the archives. An expansive collection of information -- some even written in older languages. Every last part of it belonged to her Family; to the Amaranths. So too did the lands around it.
"I understand, Mother.", Claret states.
Her mother smiles approvingly.
"You are old enough now to begin your studies in earnest. You will not merely learn how to control a Semblance... You will learn Magic itself.", she then stated.
"No other place in the world has the knowledge that we do. It is our right, and ours alone. Magic is dead to the rest of the world. Not to us."
Claret's eyes were filled with anticipation... Excitement.
Finally, she could become a True Amaranth.
"I am ready to begin.", Claret declared.
Her mother nods. "Very well. Recite the song in full.
Your training will begin afterwards."
Claret gives a nod, and then takes a deep breath...
She then begins to sing...
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