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Before the first breath of time, before light pierced the womb of the void, there was only Discord, a seething formless hunger that gnawed at the edges of nothing. It was not evil for there was no good to contrast it. It was not death, for life had yet to dream of itself it simply was.
From this endless churning, a fracture formed. A single moment of stillness split the storm and in that fracture, Will took shape. Not divine, not mortal, but something older. Something bound by neither flesh nor spirit. These were the first elders.
For thousands of years they have slept, buried in silence beneath stone and smoke. But now, the air is thick with blood. The soil chokes on fire. Nations crumble under the weight of their own delusion. Greed poisons the earth. War is without end. The old gods are forgotten, and the new ones are blind.
So the Elders rise again,
Through chaos, they bring balance.
Through destruction, they awaken truth.
Council of Elders is black metal forged in the ancient flame, a call to the void, and a reckoning long foretold.
From this endless churning, a fracture formed. A single moment of stillness split the storm and in that fracture, Will took shape. Not divine, not mortal, but something older. Something bound by neither flesh nor spirit. These were the first elders.
For thousands of years they have slept, buried in silence beneath stone and smoke. But now, the air is thick with blood. The soil chokes on fire. Nations crumble under the weight of their own delusion. Greed poisons the earth. War is without end. The old gods are forgotten, and the new ones are blind.
So the Elders rise again,
Through chaos, they bring balance.
Through destruction, they awaken truth.
Council of Elders is black metal forged in the ancient flame, a call to the void, and a reckoning long foretold.