This a WIP fantasy world which is populated by anthros at its modem state. This story tells about the origins of the world and how anthropomorphic peoples came into being. Enjoy ^^

Created in collaboration with   za-owl who's also made some terrific artwork of the subject matter. You should definitely check his profile out!

AN EXTRACT OF THE TEXT HERE:

But the skies were gloomy. Only the weak glow of the Primordials let the lesser ones to see about. And they said, ”Certainly, our Creators, we should like to see the world as You see it. We are greatly saddened that we cannot see but a gloom; and the mountains of great beauty are merely dark shadows in the horizon.” And the Primordials listened and bestowed a greatest honour to the mightiest of the lesser ones, Giant Pehwar he was named. He built a greatest fire, bigger than the forges that created the tools of mountainmakers, bigger than the bonfire that belonged to the Azama, the Primordial Mother who helped the lost ones find back home with her fire. And the Pehwar’s fire was set in a vessel with shining sails Pehwar lifted to the Heavens, for his strength was greater than even the Primordials’. But, alas, the great fire soon began scorching the lands, it boiled the rivers, burnt trees to ash, and the lesser folk could no longer walk under the burning skies.