Whats that over there? Cried Jotham as the ship ran ashore.
A blue glint in the distance had caught his eye.
Jotham was an explorer, he had travelled far to get here. Many dismissed the rumours as myth, but Jotham was not easily swayed.
Could this be it? He said, dusting off the find.
A large crystal, too heavy to carry lay in the sand before him. It shone with a light brighter than the heavens themselves.
The myth of Poseidon was one long told in Jothams homeland. A dark tale of wealth, power, betrayal. And of death. Long considered to be Merely a cautionary tale told to scare children, Jotham always believed otherwise.
He ran back to the ship and grabbed some raggedy rope to tie around the artefact. As he began to hoist it backwards he became hesitant, the implications where troubling. But nevertheless, he felt this something he must do.
He took the crystal to the wisest men of the lands, who with careful study informed him that this object, this object of supposed myth contained the very knowledge and power of the gods themselves!
With this discovery he vowed that he would create a civilisation of nobility, of wisdom. And so the city of Atlantis was born.
Jotham gathered together the finest leaders of the land and created a chamber of elders to rule the city.
Centuries passed and the crystal provided the inhabitants of Atlantis with many blessings, eternal life, wealth, science. In time the city towered larger than any other and rested upon the ocean itself.
But Jotham was not happy. The inhabitants of Atlantis had changed, greed and power had begun to corrupt them. Soon the other elders decided that with there power they could conquer the world itself.
Fearful of what he had created, Jotham journeyed to the highest tower of Atlantis and thrust his dagger into the crystal, destroying its power and the technology it fueled.
As the city gently sank into the ocean, the elders gathered around the crystal to see what could be done, but it was hopeless.
Many escaped to the stars to begin anew. But the elders, remorseful of what they had become remained in the chamber, and accepted their fate.
Still very rough at the moment, working on it!
Thanks for the welcome Fahad.