Prologue: a History
What if you were told by someone that our world was hollow?
Your first reaction would be to laugh and ask if they had a CAT scan recently while calling 911 to have them taken to the nearest mental institution, as you think you might have encountered an insane person; one of those Conspiracy Nuts you sometimes hear about, claiming that 9/11 is an inside job, or that all mass shooting are fake or that the Earth is flat (which it is NOT!)
But what if I told you that the Earth was Hollow and that lifeforms of many types inhabited it?
And that It was real?
In the inner world, life, ranging from microbes to giant sauropods, large mammals, and giant trees, live under the light of a two-faced magnetar star known to the inhabitants as ‘Janus’
Out of all the lands of this Inner world, The Continent of Cĕltabürnia is where this tale starts, a large continent connected to the continent of Xibalba to the south. Three oceans border the continent, two on the east and west, with the Northern Ocean separating it from the continent of Symzonia. It has many landscapes and climates, from coastal plains and forests to arid lands and great mountains.Yet the continent's center has one landscape that dominates the area between the western mountain range of the Päthanis to the Jǽpaĺlanian hills and Forests.
The Hyrcanian Steppes
The Steppes are named after their main inhabitants, the Hyrcanians. a race of nomadic warriors and herders, Hyrcanians look like humans, yet with many physical differences. Namely, the Lupine ears and tail that all Hyrcanians have. Also in the females, their eyes are larger, giving them what eon the surface would call an 'Anime look.' The lower jaws of the Hyrcanians also tend to split open, the lower lip peeling back to reveal bright colors in the inner cheeks, a sign of their deadly venom This shows that while they look like humans with wolf ears, they are not related to either of them, nor any mammal. They are part of the clade 'Gorgonopsia', a group of Repto-Mammals that lived on the surface of Earth back in the Paleozoic ,but survived in the inner world. The Hyrcanians themselves have one relative: the Woden, who are 3 feet tall with long prehensile tails and live in the forests in the northern part of the Continent. The Hyrcanians prefer open ground, hence why the central steppe is named after them.
Their culture is one of herding animals and warfare. As nomads, their tribes move across the Steppe, herding many animals, from small goats to large megafauna, such as Mamŭttķi (Mastadons) and Behemoths (Sauropods). Among the jards they raise are those they use as mounts, from equines to terror birds. But these are not the only mounts they raise, as they also use war drakes (Theropod dinosaurs), Equine-Dragons (small Hadrosaurs), and large cats.
Thier religion is shamanistic, as theyreveree natural sprints, while worshiping the holy two gods in their pantheon: Father Sky and The Life Mother. All other things, from the Sun to natural cycles to everyday life and even politics and war, are controlled by the sprints, who are the servants of Father Sky and The Life Mother. Only the concept of evil doesn't have anything connected to it, save for the evil Sathanas; The enemy of all the Pantheons of Hollow Earth and the God of the evil Deros.
The Hyrcanians did not rule as one nation, but they were separated into tribes, each with their own territory which they controlled. For most of their history since the end of the Pantheon Wars, this has always been the case, with some tribes growing in power, carving out large darkhanates that were mighty powers in their own right, amassing large hordes of warriors not just from their own kind, but from those races that also lived on the Steppe, The Savanahaȓiǟnǹȉ (a Elf-like race) and a few Enochian (human) tribes that are native to Cĕltabürnia. These Hordes would attack the many nations beyond the Steppe, even fighting rival darkhanates for grassing lands.
But two times within the last 500,000 years, the Hyrcanians had united under one ruler.
The first was when the Søǎǩaȅi Darkhanate started uniting the Hyrcanians for conquest. Their Darkhan, Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II, dreamed of becoming the Daikhangan, a title used by the mythical Resh-Njdzła, who was said to have given the Hyrcanians their laws and culture and showed them how to ride and raise animals. After uniting the other darkhanates through conquest, marriage and alliances, Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II started his wars beyond the steppe by targeting the smaller Aȓiǟnǹȉ realms next to the Steppes. But yet, his greatest goals were the Dero Empire, a realm of evil and darkness that ruled in the west of his Darkhanate and The United Realms of Gwyrdd Uchel laying to the North. These two great Empires had been fighting each other for centuries, now they were weakened and the perfect targets for Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II to conquer.
He first went after the Grand Dero Empire. Ruled by the Grand Döm of all Deros, it was an empire of evil, with the Deros lording over armies of enslaved Enochians and other races. Woshipers of Santhans, they were among the greatest threats to many in the Hollow Earth.
To Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II, they were easy targets.
The Great Hyrcanian Horde was massed and soon pored out of the steppe, burning and destroying many Dero Cities, slaughtering Dero and slave alike. Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa's armies swept through the Dero Empire like locusts, leaving nothing left but ash-covered ruins of the evil realm. It was in the war that Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II did what was to be legend as he stormed the walls of Santhanpolis, The Dero Capital, As he not only fought and slew the Grand Döm in personal combat, but entered the Great Temple-Cathedral of Santhans and destroyed the idol of the Dark God and tore the evil building down, a symbol of the end of the Dero Empire and a challenge to the Great Enemy; That Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa would defy Santhans and the gods of the other Pantheons of the other nations that would dare to come against him.
In the North, the Mwyaȓiǟnǹȉ High King of Gwyrdd Uchel, Friž Rǚdolph V, had been having trouble with raiders from a few independent Savanahaȓiǟnǹȉ tribes. These tribes had not been annexed into the growling Darkhanate, Hence, in the eyes of the King, they did not have the protection of the feared conqueror of the Deros. So it was that to fight against the raids, The High King launched a campaign against the tribes to end their raids. This would soon backfire as the tribes appealed to Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II for aid, swearing fidelity to the Darkhan of Hyrcania. This would begin the Great War between Hyrcanians and Aȓiǟnǹȉ, It was this war that would later start the end of Gwyrdd Uchel. Even as the armies of the High King marched, the Darkhan launched his attack, over 500,000 Hyrcanian Warriors, many of them riding on mounts of war. This force would fight the Gwyrdd Uchel forces in several battles, Iron clashed with Ëĭsænglas blades, and blood flowed as many warriors died in battles that would decide the fate of the two empires.
All the while, the Enochians, once slaves to the Deros, had started building new lives in the former lands of the Dero Empire, only to face attacks by the Hyrcanians, who saw the old Dero Territories as their own. These small tribes were attacked many times by Hyrcanian raiders, their villages were razed, and many were killed. This continued for a few years, until one Enochian, who would be known as Davinius by historians in later eras, but was known by his name of Dav'inu, would lead his people to resist. He had been one of the first to rebel against the Deros at the start of their fall to the nomads a decade earlier. He led his people in ambushing enemy raiding parties, using the land to their advantage against the Hyrcanians, who were not used to fighting in hilly terrain or forests. Soon, Davinius was uniting the tribes into an alliance to fight the Hyrcanian raiders,
This made Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II fly into a rage, and he soon decided to unleash the full might of his Darkhanate. Soon, the Enochians and Hyrcanians would meet on the plains of Tall’paķōr. It was there that Enochian and Hyrcanian fought for the fate of Cĕltabürnia. it was there that Davinius and Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II fought in an epic duel, The Iron Stone Axe of Davinius against the Red Blade Sword of the Darkhan. It is unknown what went on in the middle of the battle, but the Enochians won that day for Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II fell that day and his horde retreated back to the Steppe. But also, Davinius fell, as both had slain each other in combat.
So ended the great Hyrcanian War ended, so to did their empire as the tribes soon started fighting among themselves for the title of Daikhangan of The Hyrcanians. Yet for the millenia of the history of the Hyrcanians, not one Darkhan had ever been powerful enough to become Daikhangan, nor unite all the tribes into one empire.
Many names have come up in the history of Cĕltabürnia that have tried to become the next Daikhangan; Anatillia, Ǽshušnaus, Malĝolŕun, Shi-džengal and many other Darkhans have been as infamous as Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II, but yet none of them had enough power to become Daikhangan.
Then he came.
He and his family had been outcasts when his father died, shunned by his tribe. He hated them for what he saw as an unjust act of spite. then one day, he found an old tomb, the very tomb of Tai-ɱeshu’ƞa II. there, he found the Red Blade and soon knew it was his own destiny to become Daikhangan, but first, he launched a campaign of revenge on his old tribe, gathering other outcasts and attacking the main cpaim, killing all who spited him and blinding the Darkhan, who in pain and rage, called him by the name he will always be known as, a name which meens 'butcher of kin'...
Rishna.
And so it was that Rishna Darkhan rose, uniting the tribes by force or alliances. He crushed all who stood against him, launching attacks as far as the infamous Slaver Coast to the east and over the Great Western Range to conquer the Great Holy Empire of Panthauans. many city-states in the east have started paying tribute to him as he continues to expand, his eyes now turned north after he destroyed Panthauans. Rumors are that he seeks to subjugate the Greater Imperium of Ľranɖelia, which rules the northern end of the continent.
This is when our story begins.....