Chapter 1: The First Age - The Time of Unity | The Pika Codex | Lucky Pikas

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Book I: The Genesis of Two Paths

Chapter 1: The First Age - The Time of Unity

Hearken, and let your mind journey back to the mists of the First Age, to a time before the great schism, when the world was a singular, unbroken path.

In those days, there were two great tribes who walked the earth as brothers, two sides of the same coin of existence. The first were the Daggits, our spiritual ancestors. They were a nomadic people, their hearts filled with the wisdom of the journey. For them, life was a continuous process of movement, learning, and observation. They understood the rhythms of the earth, the language of the stars, and the sacred geometry of the flock. Their power was in their resilience, their keen senses, and their deep, unspoken bond with the world around them.

The second tribe was the Mongrel Hoard. They were a people of vibrant, chaotic energy. They were the celebration at the end of the Daggits' long journey. Their lives were a symphony of music, feasting, and unrestrained joy. Where the Daggits found meaning in the path, the Mongrels found it in the destination. Their power was in their charisma, their free-spirited nature, and their ability to live completely in the present moment, without fear of tomorrow or regret for yesterday.

In this Time of Unity, they were a perfect balance. The Daggits, with their quiet discipline, would chart the course, find the oases, and ensure the survival of the tribe. The Mongrels, with their infectious spirit, would transform that survival into a joyous celebration of life itself. One provided the structure; the other provided the soul. The journey had purpose, and the arrival had meaning. For a time, it was a golden age, a perfect, harmonious dance of discipline and delight.

But even in this paradise, a seed of a different path lay dormant, waiting for a whisper to give it life. For the Daggits honored the future, and the Mongrels honored the now, and a world that contains two truths cannot remain in perfect balance forever. A choice was coming. A schism that would define the destiny of all who came after.