Okay, here is a screenshot of the beginning and a save file - this is NOT the beginning, however. You can screw around with the start but no changes yet.
By
mosher9 at 2011-02-20[/IMG]
Darius, the youngest and so far only remaining member of the Persian Dynasty of his tiny tribe, slept in the grass. He was tossing and turning, dreaming of odd and terrifying things. In his mind, his subconcious conjured up images of firebreathing scaly beasts that glided through the air on massive, thin wings, of countless people falling through a crevice in the ground that appeared magically; and most terrifingly of all, the destruction of a massive grouping of buildings, majestic in their height, being crushed by a streaking star. And, as these dreams happened, a voice cut through the fog of his mind. "
Young Darius, awake. Your destiny awaits..."
Darius awoke with a start, drawing his frightening-long dagger and jumping up.
"Who's there?" he snarled softly.
Darius..., whispered the voice. He spun around, looking. One of his tribemates snored in his sleep. Darius growled, and spoke again. "Show yourself, you creeper!" The mysterious voice spoke once more.
Darius. I am the Creator; you needn't know my names, any of the 72 of them. But you have a task ahead of you. If you accept my gift, you shall become an immortal leader of one of the greatest nations in the world; if you refuse, you shall die with the rest of your people. I digress; your quest, your task... your destiny. You must conquer the world or enter the vast reaches of space to a distant star called Alpha Centauri. You needn't know anything about it now, but be warned... now sleep, my son... sleep.
Darius collapsed without a second thought.