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Calney and Akuney

I am sorry for the long delay in content once again. Things have been very busy for me as I adjust to working full time. I want to start writing more with posts about different aspects of lore for The Inolla Chronicles as well as short stories that will eventually become a book called The Creation of Nionia.

The Beginning

Nionia is a grand world that was created by a god called Shiconen who found this universe and decided to create life here. He chose the largest planet in the system and mixed its gasses with magic so no one else could find his masterpiece. He named it Nionia.

The term Calney refers to the magical beings that originate in Nionia. As such, Akuney refers to the magical animals, who were the first creatures to be created by the great god, Shiconen, himself. The only non-magical beings that live in Nionia are the Mortarai, which are called Human in any other world. 

Akuney

The Akuney are the first magical beings that Shiconen created. The Unikney are similar to unicorns, and can take on the form of horses if they need to protect themselves. The Drakney are the closest to the mythical dragons. As the two most powerful beings, Shiconen chose them to create two of the many races of Nionia; the Elvaney and the Mortarai.

There are other Akuney that have the ability to shift from animal to human. The two main groups consist of the Lykney (the wolf packs) and the Felkney (the cat prides.) The mierney are considered Akuney and not Calney, because they are the most similar to mermaids. 

There are specific markers on the Akuney along with the Calney. Specifically for the Akuney, the eye color shows who they are. The Unikney are always born with bright blue eyes that can glow when they are in a very emotional state. The Drakney have bold iridescent eyes that show different color variations in emotional states. The Lykney packs have bright silver eyes, while the Felkney have gold. 

Calney

The Elvaney are the closest to the race of elves in various fantasy tales. They are the favorite of Shiconen’s because he put his own blood into creating the Unikney, which means the Elvaney have Celesney(the race of god where Shiconen is born from) blood in them. The Soconey are beings that are similar to sorcerers, wizards, warlocks, and witches. They are created when a Mortarai finds the matching Drakney they are assigned to when they are born. When a Soconey is born, they do not need a Drakney and their magic is much more stable. The Faeney was created to protect the lush landscapes that Shiconen has made for Nionia’s tenants. 

Beyond these two initial beings are the Vamney (my personal favorite) and the Warisney. I will delve much deeper into their creations later on after posting stories attached to them. For now all you need to know is Vamney are a race like vampires, and Warisney are a race like born warriors.

Each Calney has a mark somewhere on their body that shows what they are. Some are born with the markings, which look like a very detailed birthmark. When one is turned, they are given a mark that is darker and looks more like a tattoo. 

Special Traits

There are certain traits that come with being a Calney as well as an Akuney. One is that certain races automatically learn languages when they are transitioned or born. The Vamney automatically knows the language of Vamneic. Soconey and Elvaney instinctively know the truth language of Nionian since it is the very first, and sacred language Shiconen had given them. It is also the language that creates the most powerful spells. 

Each Calney and Akuney have the ability to change into the opposite sex if they wish to have a family with another of their own sex. It is very frowned upon, but not forbidden by Shiconen. The only thing forbidden is interbreeding. In addition, the Akuney have an ability to change into human form even if they are not Lykney or Felkney.

Finally, the trait that makes some fall to darkness. If someone was to kill another Calney or Akuney, that individual will automatically be given not only every memory of the life they took but also absorb the powers of that being.

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Nionia’s Creation

The Cales have been around long before this galaxy has existed. They live on various planes of existence, only emerging to create or guide intelligent life on solid worlds. Shiconen was no different. When the “Big Bang” created the Milky Way solar system, he chose this opportunity to satisfy his curiosity as a god. He chose the larges of the first nine to create his masterpiece that he called Nionia.

The gas planet was the perfect camouflage and protection. Any being that dared visit this place without permission would be killed before they were to even hit the magical atmosphere. He had always been overly protective of his possessions. He even chastised his younger brother, Zehikari, many times growing up and never shared a single thing. He used his magic to create a solid sphere that carried acres of deep forestation. He made a large ocean that covered all but a single piece of land. 

Next, he created the magical creatures he called Akuney. Wolves that had the ability to take on a humanoid form called the Lykney live in tight-knit Packs. The Felaney Prides were created as well. They are more individualistic and spread apart, but they were the second biggest group who roamed the forests. He filled the ocean with various kinds of fish, but also beautiful sirens called Mierney. He created fair, small creatures to keep the forests safe called the Fierney.

His most prized Akuney was much more elegant than the rest. They were perfect. Their bodies were akin to a modern equine, with much softer hair and a horn protruding from their foreheads. They were magical, and keepers of the sacred language called Nionian. They only communicate through this truth language using their horns as a telepathic link to themselves and other Akuney. They dared not consume anything from a living being other than plant life. Their species was dubbed the Unikney.

In order to make a contrast, Shiconen decided to create another species that would be the opposite. He called them Drakney. These large, scaled creatures were beasts. Ruthless against each other and always fighting for dominance. Even among the Lykney, they were unliked. They held large wings that carried them throughout the forests, allowing them to hunt the non-magical animals and sink their claws and teeth into them as if they were nothing. They hated the Unykney and constantly tried to prove how superior they were to them. The only magic they had, though, was elemental. Depending on what type of Drakney they were born as, they are able to use air, water, earth, and the most popular, which was fire.

After a while, Shiconen wanted more. He decided to create humanoid races that could live on this beautiful land. He decided to allow his favorite Akuney race to create them. The result was astounding. They were just as elegant as the Unikney. They had no need to kill or ingest any kind of meat from animals or akuney. They used their power to create a great city made only from the luscious land the forest had to offer. They befriended all the creatures that called their forest home.

The Drakney grew jealous. They demanded to know why they were not allowed to create beings just since they saw themselves as the superior Akuney. Shiconen cared not for their demands but had to do something when they began attacking his precious creations. He needed to find a way to control them, but the Celes race had been only able to live on a solid existence for a total of ten years every century. He decided to give in to the brute race’s demands but at a price.

The beings created from dragons were not given anything. No powers. Not even immortality like the Elveney. Their name was not even fancy. They were called Mortaras which are the true source of modern-day humans. He all but cursed this nasty race. He forced them to use hard labor, hunting, and gathering to survive. He gave them one spark of hope; if they found the Drakney that matched their soul then they would be bound to the beast indefinitely. They would be as immortal as their companion and could develop powers associated with them. However, if the dragon would be slain then so would they. 

His precious Elveney put themselves deep into the forest to seclude themselves from the barbaric race. They had no trust in them. The Faney, little creatures are known now as fairies, agreed to help keep their city safe by keeping out any who enter with ill intent. The Unikney also joined them as companions as they lived peacefully in the place named after their first king, Lyonoko.

The Mortaras began fighting amongst themselves. The barbarians went on journeys to greedily find their Drakney and slaughter the ones they come across so their match would never find them. Above all things, Shiconen loathed murder. Instead of cursing their entire existence immediately, he chose an innocent pair of orphan siblings to bring balance. He bestowed onto them their Drakney pair and gave them more power than normal. Their names were Malieko and Terianako. He raised them for ten years and taught them how to use their power and bring order to the Mortara. This was their job. He only left them with three simple rules. Never leave their property. Never indulge in incestual relations. Above all else; never kill a Calney or Akuney. If the last rule was to be broken, then all of the Mortara would be cursed for all eternity.

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I PROMISE I WILL BE MORE CONSISTANT!

Ok, I’ve said this many times before, but now that I am less busy/depressed I can update a lot more often! In fact, ever since I’ve begun listening to The Mortal Instruments series, by Cassandra Clare, my perpetual writer’s block has lifted. It takes about 40 minutes to get to and from my new full-time job. I choose that time to listen to the books. I’m finished City of Bones and City of Ashes, and now I am onto City of Glass.

Spark Has Ignited

Since this series is a fantasy book, I believe that is why I am able to write again. With school, I was only able to do so much. I was overwhelmed. Now, I’m back at it with writing. Just reading the series has made me realize that trying to write outside of the main series is what is holding me back.

I need to write within the scope of my pride and joy, The Inolla Chronicles. I’ve realized that going the traditional route is extremely stressful and if I am trying to have a backup career it will easily over whelm me. I decided that I will be self publishing the entire series. Novelettes, novellas, short stories, refference books for certain things and such will all be self published now.

Children of Gods and War

I decided that I will begin the series of stories with my own version of Greek and Roman Mythology. In a way. It is more so explaining how I feel about the various religions of the past and present. This will explain the origin of one of the main characters that will play a vital role in the main series. It will be a series of three novelettes, and then a three-part book. The first will be called The Wife of Ares, the second Child of Ares, and the third Child of Minerva.

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The Lost Prince

A Prince, how can that even be possible? I was raised by my poor mother and was left on the streets. Now that I have finally escaped, I find that I am the first son of the Queen to Anafka? A lost boy meant to embark on this journey. Alone. My friends were forced to retreat back to the Palace. Their prison. I was only spared because of my royal blood. Yet I am now exiled to travel the desert alone on this horse.

The only gift they allowed me to take on this long journey. Stolen bread and sacks of water. Just enough to get me to the next city. Just enough currency to get into a trade and live a more honest life. One day I will come back and reclaim the throne. I will be Sultan, and the first thing I will do is restore peace among the people. Give riches into the city and allow the thieves and beggars to work as they wanted and live a true life of their own. One day I will return. I must prove myself before that time comes.

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A Time to Reflect

The waves are peaceful. Much more than the chaos I have left behind me. Since this was my first time traveling outside of that city it was a lot to take in. I had read of many adventures throughout the books I have read and memorized in that library. 

The rest of the assassins readied the small ship that will carry us across the sea to another land. The sounds of the deep blue water clapping together caused another vision of him to come to mind.

The two of us were older. We lay on the golden beach listening to the waves crash as if we were the only two alive. Our fingers were interwoven with the other. The constant golden cobra was slithering against the other palm. Its smooth scales felt so welcoming.

Just as Alía told me, my power is growing since I murdered, no assassinated those people. Under Regina Indía’s tutelage, I will finally be able to take control of these visions.