Way beyond the county of this here multiverse, uncountable hands raised in unison towards the twinkling distant star that contains all that is and ever will be. Time washed through and around them as waves lap across the shore, but they stood unmoving against the tide. As all reality came, went, and returned again they stood with hands outstretched through fathomless blackness. 

From their will grew three bodies. A radiant star, the perfect main sequence star. A star guaranteed to evolve into a red dwarf as its life grew distant. A small body, so much like Earth in its beauty and splendor. They placed it perfectly in a diagonal orbit around the star, with its position in the ring of life as close to Earths as you can get. As well, they placed a small moon in orbit around this planet. 

This was the ideal celestial form, so close to Earth's own. A pattern that so many planets in this sequence followed, no mere coincidence. Those in power followed this same pattern to create their own worlds, so too would these nameless watchers create their own.

As they continued with their creation, they changed the dimensions of this world. Placing the star and moon in the same orbit on opposing sides. Flattening the planet into a singular plane of existence. The star and satellite became concepts rather than celestial bodies, serving the same purpose but without the material need. They served as a conceptual solar and lunar placement. This would would need an unconventional system, as it would be far too large to have it follow conventional physics.

From every world that has ever existed and ever would they took cities of immense influence and natural landmarks. This world spread over the infinity of blackness, forming a world unlike any other. Cities of basalt and citadels of marble, roads of concrete and seas of blackness. 

As continents rose from the world and waters poured into the gaps of the world, creating immense oceans that crashed against the formative shores. Changing the landscape even more as nature took its course. Creating natural shores on this patchwork world with the inexorable march of time. The cities would not crumble, held aloft by these machinations of higher beings.

With the world formed, they began setting laws of nature. Removing death as a factor, allowing those who die to be born again. Anew and unharmed where they were first brought to this world. Cities could rise and fall as influence grew and waned. So too could wars wage between these warriors so great. Men of brave heart could stand against one so wicked and powerful, if only for their own glory.  With every defeat your influence diminishes, with every victory your influence grows. A system of rails ran underground to every major location, it would travel instantly.

But who would live in this world, this plane of conquest. 

The comparisons to Valhalla were numerous.

Only those who are worthy may stay.

The Living Legends.
The Bygone Heroes.
The Unborn Kings.

They weaved their ministrations of magic so precise and powerful that those who they brought were never drawn from their homes. Doppelgangers or the real thing, none may know. Disconnected from their own realms of existence, they were brought to this world of war. 

A land of conquest and splendor for only the greatest of beings.

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As time passed, a single city rose above the rest. Strangely enough it was spearheaded by Alexander the Great, oddly enough he went on to create a citadel that dwarfed any he had ever dreamed. This citadel drew other powerful men and women, around it formed a city that became the most important location in this world. By many it is considered the central hub of the world.

Its Alexandrian venues and streets with parallel rivers give it an otherworldly appearance. It is timeless in its beauty, with towers of marble concrete. A strange but beautiful creation of this world. Where marble was harvested and ground down, mixed with stone, white paint and tar. This strange off-white beauty makes these streets both sturdy and breathtaking. 

As with any great city, there is a major center for commerse and trade. As well as restaurants, bars, and gentleman's clubs surrounding the trade center. As the Greats adapted to this world where language meant nothing, they came to accept this new life. Creating civilizations among their own kind. With great leaders spearheading every great citystate, there was little in the way of total war. Though constant skirmishes were wholesale, these people thriving on battle did so to entertain their violent tendencies. 

As a major centralized city center, there are travelers from every corner of the world. Aliens and demigods, warlords and god emperors. Alexander's citystate became the home to so many cultures and societies. It was set to prosper eternally, and with Alexander unlikely to ever leave his seat as leader, this was the way things would remain.
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[center]This is where you come in. 

Why are you here, who are you? This is for you to decide. You can leave behind the life that made you great and form anew, or live as you were before. 

Conquerors have become pastors.

Heroes have become warlords. 

Demons have become champions.

All stakes of life are welcome to stay the same or become anew in this.

The World of War. [/center]