-Third Person P.O.V-
"Speak" A man sitting atop a large red throne spoke.
His voices seemed to command authority, and there were several other figures on smaller thrones surrounding him, all dressed in red.
"High Elder, the preparation are complete and the Power Of Crimson is now stored within key areas of the Lake Of Death. The Great god will finally be free"
A kneeling man in a brown robe responded to the High Elder, his eyes containing traces of madness and fanatasism, his words revealing a great truth.
This was the Church Of Rebirth, better known as the Cult Of The Heretic.
"Pathetic." The man on the high throne - the high elder - spat in disgust
"You have been with us for 15 years, advancing from the lowest rank of Cleanser to the second highest rank of Elder, and you still carry such revolting devotion to the god?"
The high elder said with a sneer, causing the others to look at the kneeling man in revulsion.
"High Elder, though I have already made it this far I have only reached this height due to being watched over by the Great One. Please mind your tounge." The kneeling man replied, and soon a large pressure descended upon the room.
"You insolent fool! You dare talk so disrespectfully to the Highest Elder?! Is your tongue something you think you can keep after this?!"
A man sitting next to the High elder in his own throne roared in anger, releasing waves of Blue energy towards the kneeling man.
Suddenly, the pressure stopped, an equal amount of the Blue energy tangling together with the man's to nullify it.
The source of this energy was the high elder sitting in the highest seat, better known as the Highest Elder.
"Friend, don't mind the boy. It is clear he is still foolish and has not yet learned the true purpose of our group, so allow me to educate him."
The highest elder said to the man next to him, causing him to sigh and retract his energy.
"Boy… do you know the origin of the one you address as the Great god, or the Great One?" The Highest Elder asked the kneeling man calmly, to which he shook his head.
"No High Elder, I do not." Hearing this all of the high elders sighed and leaned back in their seats.
"Prior to the first Era, this land was originally much larger and was roamed by the gods, beasts, monsters and all mortal races such as Humans, Fairy, Beastmen and others."
The Highest Elder paused, allowing his words to sink in for dramatic effect.
"These God's and races were the strongest they have ever been in this period of time, and the God's there were as numerous as blades of grass. They were even born naturally through means I have not yet discovered." He revealed, and then continued his monologue
"Eventually lust slipped into the hearts of mortals, and they began to covet the powers of the God's as well as the bodies of the Goddesses, and as such evil entered into the hearts of Humanity and every race in between."
Hearing this, none of the people in the hidden chamber were shocked as this was common knowledge of history.
"Mortals acted on this evil, and those God's retaliated leading to greater retaliation and eventually a Great War. A few God's sense of righteousness prompted them to help mortals, and the others had their own ideologies and factions."
"That Great War was simply born out of evil, but had lost its original meaning. Bloodshed for the sake of Bloodshed, death for Power."
The kneeling man nodded to this, it was well known that the God's retaliation against mortal lust had prompted responses from others, and the Great War which ensued was incredibly complex with various sides and agendas, loosing its origin and debasing itself into a battle of blood.
"The war ensued for hundreds of years, and eventually the numerous gods and mortals more numerous than the grass had become scarce. Seeing this, a group of individuals decided to split the world into two layers, one occupied by the God's and one occupied by Mortals."
"Individuals crossing these layers was forbidden with newly formed Divine Laws, forcing mortals who became God's up into the second layer and preventing God's from bringing their real bodies into the first layer. Do you know what was used to create these laws?"
The kneeling man shook his head, both lacking in knowledge and still unsure of where this story was going.
"Crimson, the Power Of Crimson was used to defy reality and in tandem with the World Tree separated this planet into two layers and maintained this strict segregation through new Divine Laws rooted in place by the World Tree."
After this revelation an expression of shock appeared on the face of the kneeling figure.
Seeing this the Highest Elder ignored his expression and continued his speech.
"The Power Of Blue is a natural part of us and this planet, both connecting us to Heavens Staircase and allowing us to exhibit great power. However this energy follows strict laws and represents Order, on the other hand what does Crimson represent?"
The Highest Elder asked rhetorically, before quickly answering his own question
"Chaos! It is not merely the opposite Blue or else it would be named something simple like red, it is named Crimson because it is a higher power capable of completely eradicating or changing divine laws while crushing Blue as well as weaker creatures with extreme ease."
"This power is innate to monsters who thankfully are not intelligent enough to guide their own evolutions, or else our species's survival would not even be noted in history." The Highest Elder said with a sneer before continuing.
"For nearly a thousand years it was thought to be impossible to control this lawless energy without guiding it through channels or some sort of Conduct like the world tree, however the Heretic -your so called Great One- defied that expectation."
"What do you mean?" For the first time throughout the speech the kneeling man spoke, and a response was soon granted.
"The Heretic started off as a mere Human like us, and with his evil nature he embarked on Heavens Staircase and guided the natural creation of 7 twisted Profession cards which suited his nature, and then created this worlds first ever living item."
"Six Star Black Star Item: Monstrous Womb, a living womb capable of generating special worms which burrow into a monster and fully controll it for the user. Through this method he attained a monster army and was able to command the power of Crimson through monsters. The creation of this item gave him the title of Heretic."
"Through the use of Crimson he nullified certain Divine Law's around himself and ascended into a God here without being forced into the second layer. Though, through various special means he was eventually killed and his body burried deep within a lake. That same Lake became affected by his deadly body and quickly became known as the Lake Of Death."
After hearing everything various gears seemed to turn in the kneeling man's head, but something still seemed missing.
"The Divine Law's clearly make it impossible to resurrect a dead god, and this has been clear as far as we can trace through history, however the Power Of Crimson allows us to ignore such laws, granting us the opportunity to use a few methods to allow the Heretic's rebirth - which is the true goal of our group."
"But why do we have this goal you may ask? I want to prove that I am above those so called God's and that the title of a god is merely a title for mortals who have truly evolved. I want to enslave them, revert the world to its original state and become recognized as a being above a mere god… and to do that, I will permanently revive the Heretic and seal him away to use him as fuel for a Special Talent."
After saying all that, the Highest Elder lifted up a round golden jar which was resting on his armrest, the golden jar had many small bumps and looking closer each bump had the engraved image of a horrified face. There were thousands of them.
"This is the Jar Of 10,000 Seals, capable of sealing various things of great power with no apparent limit. It's function is to seal things away and condense them into seeds. This legendary jar has been modified to fuse things and transform material with divinity into a consumable divine seed, bestowing upon the consumer of said seed a Special Talent"
The Highest Elder then tossed the Jar to the kneeling man, and he caught it reflexively.
"Make sure that after the Heretic fully descends with all of his power, you seal both him and the Crimson Moon within this Jar. With the fusion of both used as a new material for a consumable divine seed, I suspect the Special Talent I gain will be enough for me to educate those gods…. and propel our group foward by a large margin."
The kneeling man quickly got off of his feet and nodded with a calm expression before leaving the chamber, after his departure the Highest Elder waved his hand and several figures in black robes appeared.
These were the lowest ranked members of the Cult Of The Heretic, known as Cleanser's
"Once he seals the Heretic and the Crimson Moon, kill him. Although he may not be greedy I can't risk him devouring my prize."
"Also if he still clings onto that useless devotion to the Heretic who has never helped him a day in his life, and refuses to seal him or even alerts him of the plan, kill him and summon me personally so I can seal the Heretic."
"Although the reason I didn't do this myself is because I didn't want to alert the other churches of my presence, if things get out of control that is a risk I am willing to take."
After relaying his commands, the Cleansers bowed reverently
"At your command Highest Elder, leader of the great church." And with that they vanished, leaving behind the Highest Elder and other elders dressed in red robes.
"Soon… very soon… I wil have you again my dear Moon Goddess…" the Highest Elder muttered, before shutting his eyes and vanishing from the chamber, leaving behind the group of red robed figures.