[center][h1][b][u]The Lifeblood[/u][/b][/h1][/center] [hr] The urge to create, to continue shaping the world, did not cease, and never would it. However, sometimes eagerness led to exaggerations, and at the moment, the lifeblood, filled with potential gods, was not as gentle as it was before the sun and the moon had filled the sky. It was an ironic state really, but it also made sense, knowing that the act of creation led to the possibility of more things being created. It followed the lands of Toraan and moved westward, across the countless islands, its focus observing how the land broke into the sea and the sea broke into the land. It was a pleasant thing to observe, expanses of sea and then new unknown lands. However, as it chased the sunset, it was noticeable that all of sudden the lands simply disappeared, there was nothing but more sea. It waited for some time, expecting new lands to appear, but there was nothing. That nothingness became impatience and that impatience turned to eagerness The land would be created, the lifeblood decided, but it did not have the gentle touch of a god, neither did it have the strong fury of a god. It was a neutral entity, so when it wished for land, large blocks of rock rose as far as the eye could see. It was an instantaneous act, there was no tsunami or anything. That wouldn't do. The lifeblood called for strong winds and endless rain, forcing the humidity to seep into the rocks, bending down the great spines of rock and making them melt into the lands bellow, filling the region. Once it was done, a new continent had been born. The rocks turned into three great mountain chains forming an immense valley. The southern one had been the target of most of the Lifeblood's shaping force, it was the smallest, but also the most jagged, beyond it, southward, the earth had been shaped into wind-carved mesas. To the east, another mountain chain, gentle but formidable, separating the valley from the sea. Finally, to the west, the tallest of the continent's mountain chains, the one least touched by the lifeblood, still retaining its jagged, cubelike shapes. The breeze from the islands to the east came soon after, filling the continent with life. The mountains acted as dams to this fresh, humid wind. The east coast and the southern mesas would have regular rains, but the central valley region, it was almost drowned in that humidity, rainforests, and swamps would be natural to this region, and, as the many lakes and rivers sought the ocean, a great river would be formed. Yet, for some lands to receive so much, others had to be deprived of it, beyond the western mountain, in the last shores before the sunset, was a great, dry wasteland, and endless sea of barren rock where life would always struggle. [hider=Summary] The lifeblood creates a new continent west of the isles [/hider] [hider=Might Summary] 0MP = Change to the landscape (new continent) [/hider] [hider=New continent info] Proposed location: [img]https://i.imgur.com/349xRQ4.png[/img] Map Blank + mountains and river [img]https://i.imgur.com/Gf335LQ.png[/img] Map Biomes [img]https://i.imgur.com/eFfvNou.png[/img] [/hider]