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| - Their prized creation was the world of Vana'diel, their celestial playground. Here the gods played, until eventually they fell into slumber. It was during this time that the children of the gods began to create their own civilization. They traveled through the sky, extracted gold from stones, and gave birth to grasslands across the world. These were the Ancients. But, one day, the Ancients seeking to join their god parents decided to gain entrance into paradise. Enraged by such a brazen display of insolence, the holy gatekeeper destroyed their path and cast their homes to the bottom of the sea. Shortly thereafter, the goddess Altana awakened and saw the ruin that had once been Vana'diel. Seeing this, she felt an emotion which gods seldom feel: sadness. She wept for the tiny world and her t
- Long, long ago, an ancient race, descended from the gods, flourished in Vana'diel. They traveled through the sky, extracted gold from stones, and gave birth to grasslands across the world. But one day, they decided to build a pathway to the divine entrance of paradise. Enraged by such a brazen display of insolence, the holy gatekeeper destroyed their path and cast their homes to the bottom of the sea.
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| - Their prized creation was the world of Vana'diel, their celestial playground. Here the gods played, until eventually they fell into slumber. It was during this time that the children of the gods began to create their own civilization. They traveled through the sky, extracted gold from stones, and gave birth to grasslands across the world. These were the Ancients. But, one day, the Ancients seeking to join their god parents decided to gain entrance into paradise. Enraged by such a brazen display of insolence, the holy gatekeeper destroyed their path and cast their homes to the bottom of the sea. Shortly thereafter, the goddess Altana awakened and saw the ruin that had once been Vana'diel. Seeing this, she felt an emotion which gods seldom feel: sadness. She wept for the tiny world and her tears cleared away the damage done, but that was not all. Five divine tears fell to the new soil. Each of these five tears gave birth to a new race of people; Hume, Elvaan, Tarutaru, Mithra, and Galka. Together, they are referred to as the enlightened races. Altana's sorrow left and she once again departed, leaving the world to grow in peace and harmony. There was another god, awakened and watching, from his place in the shadows. Promathia, God of Twilight, angered by what he had seen saw fit to condemn her work. Bringing out each of the five races' darkest attributes - the Elvaan's arrogance, the Hume's apathy, the envy of the Mithra, the cowardice of the Taru, and the Galka's rage, and cursed them to constant internal conflict. Finally, to ensure that people would never again think to open the door to the gods, he created races of his own. These dark races, the beastmen, were charged with fighting the people of Vana'diel and occupying their minds.
- Long, long ago, an ancient race, descended from the gods, flourished in Vana'diel. They traveled through the sky, extracted gold from stones, and gave birth to grasslands across the world. But one day, they decided to build a pathway to the divine entrance of paradise. Enraged by such a brazen display of insolence, the holy gatekeeper destroyed their path and cast their homes to the bottom of the sea. Shortly thereafter, the goddess Altana awakened and saw the ruin that had once been Vana'diel. Saddened, She wept five divine tears. When the five tears fell upon the earth, they gave life to the five races of Vana'diel. But the god Promathia saw this from His place in the shadows. Promathia saw fit to condemn Her work, cursing the people with eternal conflict amongst themselves. He created terrible and spread them across the world, commanding them to fight the people of Vana'diel and occupy their minds. Never again would they think to open the gate of the gods.
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