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Elements Awoken has a unique lore for each boss and event, made by mostly Burst, together with AmadisLFE, who did the grammar fixes and also made the Obsidious lore, as well as some members of the community.
In-game lore[ | ]
Computer[ | ]
Toy Slime[ | ]
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Wasteland[ | ]
Infernace[ | ]
A fiery pair of father and child, known as Infernace and Furosia, are two demonic individuals serving under the command of the divine manifestation of the Volcanic Depths, Volcanox. Ancient times ago, Infernace and his wife, a librarian named Cindari, took part in a war between factions, which resulted in Cindari's death at the hands of Pyroxis, one of Infernace's friends, during a raid. Haunted by such depression, he sought death within the lakes the divinity flared in. In an last ditch effort, the divinity - known as Volcanox, had liberated his well being and had appointed him to monitor and guard the creatures that lived peacefully within the Depths, imbuing the demon with a fraction of the divinities' very own power. All she left behind was a child named Furosia, which Volcanox had also appointed, to a protector of the demonic civilizations living within the depths. The two would soon aid each other, when a buried volcano erupted that had taken the lifes of thousands of creatures and forcing thousands more to adapt. It wiped out most of the civilization, leaving the few survivors mentally broken and hostile to anything that approached them. Several decades afterwards, a dark-hearted void serpent laid waste to the Depths, finally destroying the remnants of the inhabitants. The father and the child helped Volcanox with all they had, though the two were severely injured and had to rest for many months to recover. In the aftermath, many species went extinct while the serpent had battled Volcanox, the ones which survived had been badly scarred, or taken in by the void and turned against their guardians. Severely diminished, though still powerful, Infernace and Furosia continue their duty of guarding the Plateau and the Underworld to this day; slaying whatever may invade. |
A Cosmic Observer[ | ]
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Scourge Fighter[ | ]
A mechanic, captive in the dungeons had created the three mechanical instruments of destruction, commonly referred to as The Destroyer, Skeletron Prime and The Twins, and recently, that word has spread. A team of martian scientists, after hearing of the destruction caused by those machines, felt a surge of inspiration and tried to replicate and upgrade such a machine, so it could help them in invading the Terrarian lands. Unlike those mechanical.. 'creatures,' if you could call even call them that, the scientists had treated their project as a, top secret super-weapon, dubbed the '064A-SCOURGE" - a machine to lay waste with its insane speed and along with it, quantum warp abilities. Its AI was intentionally made advanced, so to be able to track down enemies easily and leak their locations. The tests were a success, and it was developed even further, to surpass its current limits. It all resulted in the 064A-SCOURGE, now referred to as the Scourge Fighter, to have been a near perfect machine, with an equally immense strength to match. It was given a base command 'destroy any threat,' but before any more commands were added, the machine was tested in a building. But the amount of power it exerted, caused enough damage to tear a hole into a nearby wall, big enough for it to escape. At first the martians thought to capture it, but then quickly decided otherwise, and instead, simply follow what the Scourge Fighter does with only a singular command, and hoped that this one command would be but enough, for them to take over the Terrarian lands. |
Regaroth[ | ]
Lightning is a powerful force of nature, capable of destroying whole biomes, or just bringing them into chaos. Thus it is not much of a surprise that many people fear it. Regaroth, considered a manifestation of lightning capable to cause an electric apocalypse, was a matter of thunder during it's creation far up in the skies, created by the waves of power drawn from an entire army of Sky Elementals, empowered by the will of the elemental god, Abraxis with the intention of creating a being guarding the upper atmospheres of the world. It soon had formed into a feathered serpent, the being now known as Regaroth. It was only mere unfortune that such things couldn't be held forever - for Abraxis had grown insane with his menacing control over the elements. Since then, the guardian had no master, nor cared about one. Eventually, Abraxis' will started to take a toll on Regaroth's mind, driving it out of control. As a result, it started to obliterate anything living with it's sheer power. These lightnings also activated the mechanical forces, biding in wait deep in the dungeon, way earlier than intended, leading them to roam the surface. While it is considered suicide, the only way to let this madness cease is to destroy it's origin... |
Permafrost[ | ]
The frozen depths weren't always as cruel as the human eyes were able to see. Some creatures from the past had considered it their very own utopia, a place to retreat to when the times would get rough. The beings of such place were living in great peace, along with their very own king, Permafrost, a simply unrivaled spirit of the cold. For him, these creatures were his children, his own to raise up, seeing as he was akin to them in his own past. Born from the essence of a thousand ice elementals, he had risen to greater power and ruled over his land kindhearted. Though, within the kindred spirit, there was his own despair residing, the worry of losing everything he worked towards to. It is only the matter of unfortune, that such worry happens to come true, for a race from the depths of the void had fallen over the tundra, annihilating anything in sight. Permafrost's children were no exception, for they were destroyed within seconds. With all of his might, he tried to repell their attack, insisting to protect what's left, yet it was all for nothing. The damage was done and the spirit's pride has been broken. An internal unholy rage stirred within Permafrost. In his blindness, he absorbed the remaining souls of the void and became corrupt. An arctic wave has fallen upon the world, a call of despair - as a fallen spirit vowed to promise any creature of this world a cold and ruthless death, for his vengeance could never be satisfied. |
Obsidious[ | ]
Note: This lore is reflecting his upcoming rework for 1.4.
However, only one artifact was not enough. Looking around the catacombs, he spied an ancient geode, shining with a golden-orange light, straight ahead of him. Marching forward, he grasped it's underside and lifted it up in the palm of his hand. Staring into it's firestone depths, he began to hear the rumbling of a group of far-away beasts flying through the air towards the temple, a group of flameburst demons that were aiming to end his journey for good. Afraid for his life, the collector hid behind a stony outcrop and after the sounds of battle had ceased, he realised that something had resurrected the guards to drive off the demons. Looking cautiously around the battlefield strewn with demons and shards of metal of some kind, he found a key next to a larger guard, laying damaged on the ground. Taking a glance upwards, he saw a trapdoor with a keyhole he presumed this key would accept. He marched up and unlocking the trapdoor, found himself in a colossal chamber. As he destroyed the guard with the crystal, a strange feeling had gotten the better of him. Upon looking down, he saw that the shield had solidified into solid rock. He shrieked in horror as the slowly-solidifying shield transformed to stone and within moments, he was trapped. Ever since then, this newly formed creature was resting within it's claimed chamber. And until his death would he remain in it, forever bound in stone. |
Aqueous[ | ]
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The Temple Keepers & The Guardian[ | ]
Every flame has its beginning and so does every beginning its end. When the world was first shaped by the divine, one of the very first species known to mankind were the drakons. Once the creation had ceased, they had emerged from the vast depths of this planet, although, were they the first race to grow hostile. Obliteration was brought upon any that had dared to enter what belonged to them, their resources taken to empower their own kind. Thus one had chosen to ascend, becoming their leader and aid, known as The Guardian, an unrivaled beast that had become more than an idol to those that prayed. Sacrifices were brought to it, of little matter what it was - nothing was too sacred to be given to their omnipotent. Alas, each race had their own battles to fight and so it happened, that they were confronted in a factional war with another race - the lihzahrds. A truly intelligent race indeed, they calculated any possible way of failure beforehand, before it happened. In answer of their failure, they unleashed an energized vessel that promptly absorbed the majority of the Guardian's power, effectively weakening the drakons. Through such pressure, the previous form of their leader had broken into two - a lengthy wyrm, empowered with its destructive nature, and a steady eye, imbued with its mind and voice. The creatures - dubbed as the Temple Keepers - and the remaining subjects, however, weren't able to track, or defy, the large golem nor it's soldiers. They had retreated back into the depths in the hopes of reforming; with very little hope of their race rising back to power. The least they could do was to wait and pray, that many moons into the future, a powerful being may rise, so powerful that it could erase the golem and free the energy that was rightfully theirs. |
Dawn of the Void / Shade Wyrm[ | ]
A fantasy among the individuals of the terran lands, the void was portrayed as an endless cycle; an infinite shadow of no return. Those, that were unfortunate enough to lose themselves in these cold arms of death, or fell victim to the great, haunting serpent, had masked this monotonous place, shrieking through the emptiness that had taken rule. Many had proposed that such may be forever hidden from the eyes of the terrans, a belief for a simple truth. And yet none of them knew, that they had counted their blessings too early. As the death serpent had crushed through the shades that held this zone together, a powerful infection caused these mere wisps that had gathered started to awaken one by one. What became one wail increased a thousandfold and soon, these lost spirits had escaped their endless prison, manifesting their influence on everything that moved, burning their life force out. But the mere thought of draining the power of others strengthed their will to survive nonetheless, for the better or the worse. In such circumstance, the armies of the void grew, their shadowstained matter growing darker by each passing second, until they were powerful enough to invade the night. Generations had lived through sleepless nights and even if they had grown rare nowadays, many can recount the horrors that they had faced during the dawn - a ravaging force that overshadowed even the corruption at it's greatest. // Lore of the Shade Wyrm An important part of the dawn's plan are these silent, but deadly beings. Originating from the void, they are a force to behold, solely for their tricking nature and their powerful maws. Even a young example is capable of striking down a large group of rodents in a blink of an eye and once they age, their capabilities exceed far beyond their previous strength. Evolving creatures of this kind have a singluar chance to shed their scales and become what might only be known as a Void Leviathan, but as of now, sightings confirm that only one had managed to attempted such a feat and emerged successful, to the fortune of the terran world. But even without these possibilities, a small amount of them could eliminate even the Moon Lord with such seen as a large power on it's own. As the armies of the void had ravaged through the night, these creatures carry on with their wanderings, continuing their murder even at the darkest of nights. And perhaps, very few people know that anyone could survive a head-on clash with these monsters. |
Volcanox[ | ]
Volcanox is the primordial manifestation of fire, ash, and magma. Coalesced from the immense thermal energy of the Volcanic Depths itself, his power far exceeds any mortal being and is easily comparable to the divine beings that shape the universe of Terraria, some of them even fearing him. He is often referred to as the heart of the Depths itself, for his power alone retains the heat within the Depths. He is responsible for many of the horrors within the Depths, such as the Wall of Flesh, and of course Infernace, his first and arguably most significant creation. His magnanimous contributions to the Depths sparked an ancient civilization, now left in shambles due to the events that transpired. On one fateful day, a great ancient being of terror materialized within the dimension of Terraria and the Depths was torn asunder by its unholy force. Volcanox was forced to take action as the terrible force sought to blot out the heat and life of the Depths. As the entity known as the Void Leviathan was an incomprehensibly powerful beast which warped reality itself, Volcanox could not take this lightly and he unleashed a superheated force that made Terraria itself quake. The godly entity of the void clashed valorously with Volcanox, but was unsuccessful and was forced to slink out of the Depths, his conquest attempt failing. Volcanox did not win the fight with surprising ease. Battered and drained from the demanding force required in battle, he sunk into the core of the Depths, now split into the Volcanic Plateau and the Underworld, in a place far hotter than any mortal could survive, not to be trifled with until the defeat of his grand creations, Infernace and the Wall of Flesh. It was only after the defeat after the great lord of the moon that Volcanox sought to crush the Terrarian before they gained too much power and threatened the peace of the Depths itself. But he was far too late to act... |
Void Leviathan[ | ]
No breath of life is aware of the true intention of this creature. It is a monstrous giant serpent which originated from the depths of the void, with a name feared across all of Terraria, with some ackknowledging it's unnatural and dangerous might. At the very best, the only force capable of opposing the leviathan was the creature of chaos, known for some as Azana. After an seemingly infinite battle, the serpent retreated back into the void, to hibernate and gather power. As the elements began to fall, it had absorbed the remaining everlasting essences and broke through the void, charging at the chaos being once again and yet was once again overwhelmed, but instead of ending the serpent, it had spared it's kind and helped to open the rift into the void, allowing it's spirits and inhabitants to roam the world, empowering unknown places and tainting the night to be when the void would most shine. In return, the serpent gathered immense strength through an ancient moon god, capable of imprisoning the god of the underworld, Volcanox into damnation. But it had ackknowledged that to assume the void's control, it would have to slay more than that. It had longed for one last thing to perfect it's power - the soul of a powerful, even divine warrior. Causing an endless psychosis over the land, it eventually came to know that an embyro of his origin had been taken into this dimension, gathered by a warrior who's soul might be powerful enough to strengthen the serpent. Now it just lied in wait, for the warrior to make the first step... |
Azana[ | ]
Desperate to find an end to Abraxis's reign over Terraria, a group of scientists led by a woman known as Kadya Durazana switched their efforts into technomancy, in the hopes to find the key to a strength powerful enough to oppose the elemental god. During their research, they had discovered an unique type of particle in the depths of the dark lands, nicknamed "Chaotrons". Such kind of particle was able to discharge seemingly infinite amounts of magical energy when applied with an electrical pulse. Harvesting it, they quickly discovered that it had multiple uses, from healing and travel, to energy and of course weaponary. Ackknowledging it's potenial, they soon were used into creating weaponary able of vaporising even the strongest beings. Kadya, the leader, had bigger plans at hand; a mech suit powered by these particles, equipped with a warp core and seemingly dozens of Chaotron weapons at her disposal, capable of annihilating any and all of her enemies...except one. Throughout the days of testing, unusual side effects had plagued the scientists - some beginning to act strange, the other falling ill. Despite such backlash, they were working hard through the blooded breath and weakness, determined to manufacture enough firepower against Abraxis. After further testing, one of them dropped dead during their research. After taking a small sample of the writhing flesh, Kadya inspected it under the microscope, facing a rather shocking result - the cells were filled with these particles, demonstrating never seen before properties, almost behaving like a pathogen. With such news at hand, Kadya stashed away all equipment built with this "virus", locking it, with an internal promise to never open it again. But such action was too late. The virus, finally acknowledged as "Chaosporidia" was out there, worse, the host had been chosen. |
Radiant Rain / The Radiant Master[ | ]
The Radiant Rain is an event arising from the universal light. Once, everything around suddenly seemed to be hanging in a white void — and these objects that have just hung in it disappear, merging into one shimmering point, making the world bloom in radiance. This is the clear sky and there was no other world besides it. Outside the celestial ether, everything is occupied by stars. The sky had gone into infinity and collided in the distance with a nebula full of an astral. It is not even clear where the sky ends and where the blending of these heavenly bodies begins. The annals, preserved to this day from bygone eras, tell the following about the first coming of the shining monsoon: «a small white fragment flew from heaven, splitting the firmament.» And this fragment, as if by magic, began to expand and turn into a dazzling bright glow. The world has never seen such a light, all present at such time saw it at once, listening to an inaudible whisper. And suddenly, there was nothing left but this shining light, seen as indescribably beautiful. From there on, the days began to seem absurd. «Then thousands of otherworldly stars lit up, low, as if at any moment risking falling on the heads of the huddled people.» A million eyes followed them; hundreds of sounds merged into a roar, the ecstasy of thousands of spectators merged into a mad chorus, the radiant light burned out their souls from within. Nothing remained of them but hollow, shining shells. The world has ceased to be an idyll, the beauty in the radiance has dried up, renewed by the essential chaos. Many sorcerers persisted in the manifestations of the Radiant Rain, but only a few of them kept their sanity. Others, lost their senses from the whispering of their heads, succumbed to the influence of the call beyond the periphery of the riven nebula. In an instant, the Radiant Rain stopped as abruptly as it began. Nobody understood what happened. According to rumors, the reason for it's disappearance was the intervention of enbrighted souls resting in sacred intervention beyond the horizon. Although, if this were true, damaging this wondrous intervention could make the Radiant Rain shine in the sky again and a new meeting with the blissful energy of this starlit rain would promise to be simply irreparable. Many of those who have had to go through the years filled with continuous starlit thorns hope that this will never happen again until people leave their significant mark on this planet. But, of course, counting on this is pointless. -- Lore of the Radiant Master -- "I have learned the truth, the truth, which I should not know." The Radiant Masters are nothing more than living chronicles, puny and weak-willed magicians who once succumbed to the whispering revelations of the Radiant Rain. It is thanks to their efforts that the Radiant Rain headlong transforms the world, outlining its own beautiful decadence. They're emissaries of Radiant Rain, sent by it's invisible will to earth to collect the souls of those branded with the mark of the light of stars shining in the distance. They live and exist in order to protect and support the further existence of the Radiant Rain. For them, the meaning of life becomes painstaking and at the same time extremely necessary work on collecting souls in order to amoral their energy into something to satisfy the insatiable hunger of the Radiant Rain, which is always thirsting more and more. Those whom they have robbed of their souls, as the Radiant Rain once robbed them of themselves, become nothing more than lamenting, hollow shells of their former selves. They become for the Radiant Rain the main weapon of its endless robbery. Unlike mortals, these shells no longer believe in this mirage. They just can't resist it anymore. Their Radiant Crowns allow them to scatter among the falling heavy stars, becoming one with them. Each curl of the fog of the Radiant Rain is a wriggling tendril of some living, seeking creature along which the Radiant Masters move between the gaping stars. |
The Ancients[ | ]
Many millenia ago, when Terraria was anew, a curious energy anomaly had borne the Ancients deep underground from elemental crystals through an unholy ritual. Their very beings threatened Terraria when they emerged from the earth, as although they had terrifying combined power already, they suffered an insatiable appetite for power. During their odyssey for power, they confronted an omnipotent primordial being known only as Abraxis, who granted them incomprehensible power, but warned them of using the power against Terraria or there would be most severe consequences. A deal the Ancients could not resist. The Ancients devised a plan out of Abraxis' sight to destroy Terraria, and unearthed a forbidden ritual that produced a hungering infection that sought to obliterate the universe and all of its life itself, planting the infection into a poor unsuspecting soul. When Abraxis found out not too long later, he was furious, robbing them of their vitality and sealing it away for eternity, its physical form only to come into fruition should several incomprehensibly powerful sources intersect. The Ancients were left only as mere wisps of consciousness lost among an abyss, and so the wisest of the Ancients, Izaris, formulated a tactical plan. The Ancients crept from their hiding spot and, to avoid the wrath of Abraxis that would inevitably be the fall of them, warped together into the form of a meekly old Terrarian—the Storyteller—and they waited many moons until the young hero arrived. They then used the hero as a tool to slay the great primordial beasts of Terraria, alloting the Ancients each enough combined power to return to their physical forms, and additionally erasing much of the forces they failed to apprehend—and plenty more to eradicate the hero and seal the dark fate of Terraria forever, leaving them as the unquestionable gods of not only Terraria, but the universe itself, for eons until the stars died out and the universe came to a peaceful halt. |
Removed[ | ]
Infusing all four lunar forces, Astra is but a singularity, Born within the everlasting circle of the moon, she is just a fraction of power that was once sealed. Guardian of the celestial forces and one of the Moon Lord's most trusted servants, she was.. Unbeknownst to most, she was born without a soul, or a mind, she only knew to serve and destroy. Soon, four powerful warriors would rise, the celestial forces, which she guards, would break out and manifest into these warriors, and it would transform them into four towers of destruction. Astra, against her will would absorb all four powers, and she turned to consisting of four different shades, each of which would represent those very forces - Nova, Aquila, Ember and Carina. Sent to earth by the command of the Moon Lord, they helped aiding the cult into capturing innocent creatures for their liking to sacrifice them to the moon god. Beneath that, they began searching a powerful being, may it be human or another sentient being, to drive out their own will, so that they could aid the god in conquering these lands. |
Trivia[ | ]
- Burst's personal favorite lore is the lore of Permafrost.
- ThatOneJuicyOrange's personal favorite lore is tied between the lore for Aqueous and Infernace.