1 The first Triumvirate

At the creation of the universe, the planets were created. Thanks to evolution and most of the time, luck, some organisms were formed. Growing more and more, turning into fish or insect, mammals or bird. Until they acquired what can be called, a mind. A living being that began to question his world, his life, his meaning. Of course, some were brutally killed by the nearby predators before beginning to unleash their true potential. But some survived, and acquired more and more knowledge, became the ruler of their world. But in the end, it takes millennial to observe such progress, even more, if we start from the beginning.

Except from one race, a race that was compelled because of his environment. That race was known later as the Ancient, the most powerful and intelligent race ever born. But before reaching that point, they had to suffer calamities, destructions, pain, and suffering. The planet where they had begun their journey was close to a dying sun. Luck plays a big part in the survival but never was on the side of that race. This sun was emitting radiations too powerful for the planet sheltering the Ancient, slowly destructing all life on its surface. So they had to dig, tried to survive underground, and hoped for a better day later. But the situation was worsening, and soon, they discovered that the sun will explode in a few centuries.

Infighting is common in nearly every races, but not tolerated at all for the Ancient. Their lifespan was barely 20 years, because of both the radiations destroying them from the inside and their life underground. To survive, they had to be united, and the people no longer useful were sacrificed for the greater good. Only the greatest minds, the best engineers, and the most successful adults were sustained. Thanks to that policy pushed to the extreme, the scientific breakthroughs were numerous. Creation of the first rocket, improvement of the engine, augmentation of the capacity. It was a race against time itself, either they built a rocket allowing them to escape the dying planet, or they died trying. In the meantime, they were desperately searching the closest planet viable, to let the future generations live a long and happy life.

They kept their fanatic will to survive until the end, until one day, they found everything they needed. A planet only at 50 years of travel, and a rocket that could carry more than 3000 members of the Ancient. The entire population was reassembled, to choose who will embark on the rocket. At least two generations will be needed before touching the ground. Those that were already too old were all rejected, leaving only the young adults and the children. A touching example of solidarity, no fights could be observed during those discussions. The fate of their race and the permanent burden on their bodies had transformed the mind of the Ancient into an unyielding fortress. Greed, envy, pride was not an option when you will die before even be capable of enjoying it.

At that time, the Ancient met the first existence capable of thinking. A god or that was what he called himself. He offered them help and advice. In exchange, they just had to serve him, but compared to a certain death, it was very alluring. However, the scientists were assured of their inventions and were not trusting a single world of that entity. Especially the way that god was planning to use to save them. He will extract the soul of the Ancient and allow it to enter a new body, a body that was left to build at the instructions of the Ancient. A huge commotion was provoked by it, many were hoping to finally live truly their lives, not bedridden and sick.

But the first rocket was already built, and that was a sure hope of survival. Unfortunately, that first try was a complete failure, killing an entire generation. Because of it, the deal made with the god was nearly accepted, only prevented by a small fact. The fact that it was a sabotage made by that entity, to enslave the Ancient. Furious, the Ancient broke the discussion, only to be taunted by the god, cursed to never be able to escape from the dying sun. A decade later, the second rocket was created, stronger than the previous one.

The travel was a success, and later, some expeditions would have been made to the mother planet, only to find a destroyed rocket on the way. As for the planet itself, the sun had turned into a supernova, erasing the planet from the universe. On the newly found planet, a new order was made. The population was highly hostile toward the Ancient, the foreigner. The different animals had a clear territory, but the rocket disturbed that weak peace. The intelligent race was facing a new problem, they needed to defend themselves against their enemy. On the mother planet, every living being was decimated by the radiations and only those living underground survived, so there was no need for an army. But against reptiles breathing fire, fish men and mammals bigger than some trees, the Ancient needed to be prepared for war.

Thanks to their high intelligence and everlasting cooperation, they quickly developed ways to kill everyone threatening their survival. Fire weapons, explosives, electronic devices, laser rifle. They soon conquered the planet, decimating anything alive. And when they were the only survivor, they decided to accomplish the will of their ancestors. To break free from their mortal and weak bodies.

No matter what test was needed, someone was always willing to sacrifice himself for the future. While the rest of the population was modifying the atmosphere and the shape of the planet to its optimal condition, the smartest scientists were trying to modify their own body. At first, it was only some terrible mistakes, killing the test subject. But as they progressed and learned more, they begin to improve the lifespan. From the original 20 years, they reached 50, 100, 200. And then, why stop at it. They began to modify their bodies, not to have a longer life, but to have a more perfect body. The former curved shape was straightened. The hands with sometimes three, sometimes four fingers were all turned into six. In the end, they had been turned into a human-like appearance, with a height of 1.5 meters, four arms, and two legs. The size was not changed, to always remind them that they started at the bottom when they were small and weak.

But this new body allowed them to be a lot more efficient at everything. It was also immune to nearly every disease, granting a peaceful and long life to every Ancient. It could have ended like that, a pacific and powerful race, living alone in their small world, their little paradise. But the affront made by that prideful god was not forgotten. Whether it was the first or the newly created body, none could feel another source of energy, called the mana. That energy is both visible and invisible, can be touched or can't be felt. But such a small detail was nothing to the Ancient, that was already capable of manipulating light itself at their convenience.

They learned from the writings of the past generation that the god was not visible, and nothing can be done to harm it. That was why they focused so heavily on the mana, something that can be described the way. But to feel something that your own body can't understand is a hard thing. Only because of major differences between measures inside some devices, that thing called mana was found. And they tested, again and again, trying to pierce the secret behind it. Sometimes, when creating energy, mana could be felt. And sometimes, no matter what was done, the mana was never produced. This enigma baffled the Ancient and stalled their research for many years.

Until one day, a living being that was not yet killed clearly showed that he was using mana to breathe fire. Discovering this, a great expedition was created to find and capture every single living being. With so many test subject, they analyzed every reaction. Some were using the energy because of their instinct, some were clearly using it deliberately. But most were capable of understanding or at least feel it. Something that no matter what was tried, never happened to any Ancient.

It could have taken them a century to pierce that secret, if not one day, a young and promising scientist managed to create a robot capable of harnessing the air. The result of that action was the formation of a crystal. And inside that crystal, was located a trace of solid mana. Because of this discovery, the young scientist was granted the most honorific distinction of the Ancient, he had become a Primarch. Following this, the society of the Ancient was transformed to have a greater efficiency. It was separated into three institutions, the Mind, where the development and research will be conducted, the Heart, where the internal policy will be voted, and the Arm, where the Ancient will discuss the threat against their race. Each institution was governed by three Primarch, that will choose the direction of their department. And, finally, the society of the Ancient was created.

-Heart Primarch Rasmus Källman