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Introduction:
The Planes of Existence is a confusing part of the lore since the monsters in Splinterlands are usually scattered within them. Some planes houses all of the Splinter but some houses some. In this article, I'll break it down in an interesting way.This is a summary of the planes where I tried to accommodate some familiar names to give you an idea of what exists in where. Let's start.
I’ve wandered far through realms untold,
Where planes of existence their stories unfold.
Each one's a thread in the cosmic weave,
A universe so vast, more than we perceive.
Every main plane is consists of three,
It's like one continent. Each has three country.
Come, my friend. Stay a while and listen.
Don't worry. I don't bite. I am your friend.
Listen to me, let me open your sight,
To shadows that linger in endless night.
These planes are once heart of Splinterlands' lore,
Let me tell you the story, the legend, at its core.
In the Inner Plane, where things might hide,
The Fey, Materials and Shadows Plane reside.
A realm of balance of flesh and stone,
Where life’s first spark and dreams are sown.
The Material Plane which include the Splinterlands,
Through realms they wander by fate’s guiding hand,
It's defined as the tangible, mortal and physical.
It's like the planet where lives are vital.
The realms of the Fey are capricious and wild,
Forest, meadows and Valleys on the side.
Here, the laws of nature are merely a suggestion.
It's actually just for your own protection.
The Shadow Plane, static and unchanging.
The same events, all you will be seeing.
There are no elements, no life, no death.
There are no dragons but shadows lie beneath.
Now, the Outer Planes with their primal might,
Earth, Water and Fire, like day and night,
Elements clash, mix and dance,
Where elements and monsters don't meet by chance.
The Plane of Fire where molten rivers burn through the land,
And volcanoes rage as flames expand.
Molten Mountains where they are raised,
Living Lavas exist as well as their race.
A realm of stone, where mountains rise,
The Plane of Earth stretch beneath the skies.
Endless rock, with secrets deep,
where monsters thrive like the Goblin Thief.
Vast oceans, both calm and wild,
In the Plane of Water, nothing is mild.
Icy realms, where frost will bite,
A Frost Giant always ready to fight.
The Upper Planes, serene and bright,
Home of the Order, Life and Light.
A haven of peace, where Gods ascend,
Where Life element dominates to no end.
Where laws of nature holds true,
The seasons shift with a rhythm that grew.
Order is a plane of rules, where none can defy,
When order demands, all must comply.
Endless brilliance where shadows never fall,#
ThHe Plane of Light, a realm where secrets are small.
In the glow of day that never fades,
Lives are exposed in the Light Elemental's gaze.
Ah, the Plane of Life, where death dares not to tread,
Where time stands still, and all are fed.
I once talked to Mother Khala, her smile so bright,
in a world basked with eternal light.
The Lower Planes has the next three,
Chaos, Darkness and Death run free.
Wickedness, sin, horrors, scream.
Unpredictability and turmoil reign supreme.
In realms where chaos reigns and storms in sight,
Volcanoes erupt and tempests take flight.
Law and order is a dream, no one bends,
The Plane of Chaos, where war has no end.
With eternal night, contrast to light,
The Plane of Darkness, every fauna gives fright.
Trust is a rarity, secrets abound,
Like the Phantasm's mouth, where no hope is found.
The plane where decay is normal, undeads rise.
Necromancy is normal, sanity is the price.
Zintar Mortalis, if your paths cross, bow and don't fret.
That's just normal in the Plane of Death.
The Beyond connects and binds them all,
the birthplace of mana where everything fall.
It surrounds each planes of existence.
Not rhetorical but in a literal sense.
The Beyond is like the atmosphere, to compare
The planet has the land, but surrounded by air.
I've only seen stories, not sure if I can go.
It's like a neutral place, everyone said so.
As planes converge, our paths must part.
Just like Praetoria, onto a new start.
Each realm's a tale, a bond we weave,
A journey to cherish, a truth to believe.
Maybe once more, in the future, we'll meet.
I'll gather more stories to tell you real neat.
The lore of this world, so vast and wide.
I traveled so far, heard lots of side.
Though this goodbye may feel so near,
it's fine my friend, do not fear.
As the cartographer, once again, we'll explore.
Until next time, I'll tell new stories once more.
- Aquamarine, the Cartographer, Tales from the Cartographer Vol. 1
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