Heavy Metal did not so simply start with Black Sabbath, the story of the formation of Heavy Metal is one told throughout the ages, one I shall recite here.
*Opens up a huge dusty bible engraved with skulls and runes*
In the beginning all was darkness, that was how the first ones preferred it, for they were so hideous for even they could not bare to look upon themselves. Then came the fire beast, a giant monster of flaming molten iron who roared across the sky like an angry commit. His metal body burned so brightly it illuminated the world and all it's hateful creatures, he was ormagóden, Cremator of the Sky and the first ones loathed him because it was his light that forced them to see themselves as they truly were. So they hid underground and dreamed of a day when they could murder the fire beast and rid the world of his light forever.
The first ones spent their days feeding from Madronal, the titted tree of drinking, they suckled from her bark a thick nector that flowed up from her roots, which penetrated the ground so deeply they reached even into the 'untouched place' there a beautiful being known as Aetulia sang to the roots of Madronal, and the tree turned her song into nourishment for the ungrateful creatures above. One day the greediest of them sneaked into her sanctuary, and trapped Aetulia in a cage, forcing her to sing only for him. That is how he gained unlimited power over all creatures, and became their first and most terrible king.
The king used the song of Aetulia to lure the firebeast Ormagóden to the ground, where the first ones trapped him and tried to douse his flaming body with mud, rather then me extinguished the mighty firebeast let out an earth-shattering scream and exploded like a sun. One Million pieces of his flesh shot into the ground, veining it with ore, his fire flew up into the sky and became The Sun, there was so much blood it flooded the world, drowning all the first ones as it formed the oceans, his death cry was so loud that it echos throughout the world to this day. Low creatures fell the God Omagóden, but his death gave the world it's elements from which a new era would rise. Blood, Fire, Noise and METAL.
From the oceans of blood came new life, the worst of which was the tainted coil. Which the twisted forms of The First Ones but the angry power of Ormagóden they were hated, feared and almost exterminated. Instead they were saved by a majestic race of titans who inherited the streagth and size of the fire beast and the purity and beauty of Aetulia. They took pity on the small creatures and adopted them as pets, they hid their deformaties with severe restrictive garments, and the coil endured the pain because more then anything else they wanted to look exactly like their beloved merciful masters.
The tiatns mined Ormagódens steel flesh from the ground, and found it retained the beasts defire for speed. They forged swords that flew from the air so fast they could not be seen, and armor so light it made their warriors run faster, they made chariots so quick it was hard to find beasts fast enough to pull them, and so they abandoned the beasts and made giant vehicles that moved with their own power! These colossal hotrods were a rolling temple to Ormogóden, forged from his gleaming flesh, they had a mighty engine for a heart that roared with the fire Gods death cry,scattering the Titans enemies as they carried their civilization across the globe.
After she was used to lure Ormagóden to his death, Aetulia was left to cry alone in the darkness for an eternity. She wept for so long her tears turned into an ocean of pure sorrow, and she turned to dust. Whoever drinks from this ancient sea of black tears is granted some of Aetulia's power, but also cursed with her all consuming grief, most tear drinkers go mad and destroy themselves and everything around them in a murderous rage. The titans dropped a mountain on top of the sea, to keep themselves safe from it's allure, but it is said from within the cracks of the mountain you can still hear Aetulia singing, inviting passers by to come lose themselves in her sad waters.
Titan civilization exploded with new art and technology, their cities flourished with culture and echoed with the sound of pounding metal as gleaming sky-scrapers were hammered out of Ormagódens flesh and vaulted against the sky. From this collision of artistic passion, invention and sonic overload a new kind of music was born; it was as hard and heavy as The Fire Beasts metallic flesh, it had the power of his blood, the heat of his fire, the speed of his flight and the mighty roar of his death cry... But it also had the angelic beauty of Aetulia's song and a touch of her mournful wail. It's words told the story of a fierce and noble age, it was an anthem of the people and they called it... HEAVY METAL!
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