Once upon a time, there was nothing but potential. That potential changed into being and not being, until sentience was created, and sentience decided it liked best 'being' and refused to be destroyed. Sentience was also very much alone, so it started to play with the universe, creating new things. All was well until Sentience created more sentient beings... and them, their thoughts started to create also, and they were creating in an exponential manner. Someday they would create faster than potential appeared, and them it would be the death of the first and more powerful Sentience: the Sentience of potential. This primordial creature was powerfully divided by its emotions. A part of it wanted to live, and this bright, fierce part took the form of a Phoenix, who would destroy all to be reborn. A part of it, though, wanted to protect its creatures, and this part turned itself into a shadow of the other, a phoenix made of darkness instead of light, who would die for the world to continue. This tale is the start of the Traveler’s saga, and may I present you to the hope of Creatures, Umbrios, the shadowed one. P.S.: The text in Portuguese in the upper right means: There are those who reach for the light, and those who travel the darkness path.