This story is less a of a story, more of a history. This is not actual history as Jagex wrote it, this is my own version. The new installment is in blue. It began with an orb. The orb of creation. Asgorsag. Le' Swagg'era S'ee. En Forgga Lee. Whatever you wish to call it. Runescape was a mistake. The plan was for a world ruled by plants. But there was an error. After the war of Sell'esa Fra'vva E'n, (Another story, If I told the WHOLE story I could never start, nor finish.) Guthix was hurt. He needed rest, relaxation and peace. Maybe a thousand years or so of rest before going back to rule once more. He found solice in the Asgorsag and stayed in it until he found a suitable world. This world of plants. He sent himself down in a tree and released himself. he was caught up in creation as he made plants: trees, grass, cactus, berries, bushes, ivy, the list goes on and on. After 200 years of such creation, he decided he was fit for real life. He made squirrels, rabbits, birds, but he didn't stop. Dwarves, goblins, elves, wolves, unicorns, bears, monkies, scorpions, more and more and more. Finally, he created humans. The crown of his acheivement, he created them to rule the smaller beings and the dragons to watch them. But the humans went out of control, and destroyed sevral of his most beautiful species completly. He gave his remaining creatures the power to respawn, but the humans continued to kill. He needed help. So he went to his anceint book of spells, summoned the Has'fre Nelb'en's spell. The hardest. the creation of gods. For fifty years he hid himself. For those fifty years the world was at war. But he then emerged with the newfound power. he created saridoman, good, and zamorak, evil. To be continued!
