#thundercats lore

Eventually finding a perfect match for their planetary needs.. this new world was soon named New Tera.. where the human race would further develop and expand their knowledge and technology. Eventually founding the intergalactic protector program, the Silver-Hawks initiative.. 

Centuries past before a scout mission was approved to investigate the state of their previous home, Planet Earth.. however they were all unaware of a secret the planet held.

One that would change the planet they once called home, forever.

It had grown different.. strange.. a merge had consumed the world, combining the dying planet with a forgotten dimension that once laid dormant far beneath its surface.

Becoming a wonderful World of terrifying Magic and unknown danger lurking in the shadows..

For thousands of years this merger had occurred many times before.. however humans slowly dismissed these events as “myths” “fairie tales” and “folklore” and the Earth had been suffering a depletion of its natural resources of magic…

Every merger before had been short lived.. only a little of the Dimensions inhabitants had crossed over.. but this time.. it was all of them.. the whole of the Dimension itself had swallowed the Earth, transforming it far beyond what the planet had ever experienced before..

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The chaotic Age of Convergence..

Among many creatures who now inhabited the world.. Were the Warrior Maidens, the very Amazons of Greak legend.

Almost identical to humans.. if not for their magical talent and centuries long lifespan, as well as Men being a genetic rarity.. tall imposing Women with warm Sun-kissed skin, black, brown or red hair.. a culture steeped in protecting nature and known for their stubborn warrior’s pride..

And then the Sylvàn-fae, nearly elf-like beings born with the ability to change into mythical beasts, and a talent for elemental magic, widely known for a musical culture and a deep devotion to family.. of both blood and those chosen by heart alike.. the Sylvan-fae even reincarnate within their family’s clan after death.. some maintaining memories of past lives… however they often lose their minds to madness and grief because of it.. their people are also recognizable by their unique beauty..

Their hair silver as pale star light reflecting many colors, eyes shining a lavender sheen in deep silver pools, pale skin with undertones ranging from purple, blue, pink, green or rarely grey.. and clan-markings ranging from Stars, Flowers or even elemental symbols on their skin from birth.. some legends say the location of one’s Clan-mark on their body may relate to one’s own death from a past life..

As well as Wollo’s, Bolkins, Petlars, Bruit-men, mermaids, vampires, Snow-men, Veela, unicorns and many other creatures of Legends and Myths known throughout the world before, now roamed free.

Each making their own home in the newly reborn Earth.. a Second Earth..

After the Human scouts returned with their findings to New Tera, there were a few Humans who wished to return to the Planet, some for fascination with the Magic and new creatures, yearning to study and learn from them, others for greed of power more than anything..

And some.. some people returned With their Obsession with recreating the Earth’s history.. believing they could make it better..

Many cultures of Earth were remade anew.. with Magic now at their beck and call, and Ancient spirits of many alignments now players in the game.

One particular recreation of historical culture.. was none other than Egypt.. pyramids, pharaohs.. priests wielding magic, and even using actual sphinx creatures as both city and temple guardians.. and basically dotted on like gigantic spoiled house cats… 

One new danger, was the Ancient Spirits of Darkness and Evil.. wicked beings who delight in spreading corruption and betrayal for their own amusement.. and hunting for the perfect servant to spread their corruption across the planet..

And they found him.. a Sorcerer Priest, overseer of Royal burial rights, head advisor and childhood friend of the times Wise Pharaoh, his growing ego and greed made him a simple target.. and was quickly deceived by the Spirits to sell his soul in being their Eternal servant.. by becoming an undead.

A fact unknown to him till after his defeat by the Pharaoh’s son, after years of his rain of terror over the world and its people, there was peace once again.. and as his punishment, execution was decided… but it failed..

The Pharaoh’s son then declared to the Evil Sorcerer that he would suffer forever in darkness, imprisoned in the opulent obsidian black pyramid for his living-tomb.. a respectable burial he did not deserve.. but was a final gift from his old friend, the very Pharaoh he betrayed and tried to kill.. a thousand years he spent trapped.. growing in spite and hatred for his now eternal masters.. though he reveled in the new name they bestowed him.. Mumm-Ra.

No longer would he tolerate his human name to ever be spoken again.. soon he himself had forgotten it entirely, and a deep Hatred for Human kind festered and grew in his cold un-beating heart.. refusing to acknowledge his origins as one in his living days.

After Mumm-Ra’s imprisonment.. an era of relative peace fell over the inhabitants of Earth.. at least for a time.. though cultists remained in the Shadows of The Ever Living Sorcerer’s crimson cloak..

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The Third Age of Earth..

It began in another galaxy.. true and far away.. where two planets rotated for centuries between times of Peace and War.

Thundera and Plundar..

The Cats of Thundera lead by their current king and Lord of the Thundercats, the young and fearless Lord Leon..

And the Emperor of Plundar, Ratha, commanded the Mutant alliance of Lizards, Monkeys, jackals, Rats, and others whom originated from Plundar’s many moons..

This time, the conflict of these peoples seemed never ending.. until Emperor Ratha was betrayed by her own General and brother, Rataro, who was sickened by his sister Ratha’s twisted enjoyment of the endless violence and bloodshed caused by her insistence on continuing the War.. Rataro locked Ratha away in a ship sent adrift in deep space, with only a few minor attendance to serve her.. and with the advanced technology that drastically slowed aging inside the ship.. decades felt like months..

Meanwhile Rataro met with King Leon to finally broker peace, for the sake of all their people.. as reparations for the many atrocities committed during war by Both sides, Rataro agreed to surrender the sword of Plundar over to the Thundercats Cleric Order, who in a secret conference chose to cast the Evil blade into a volcanic pit.. a choice that unknown to them, would seal Thundera’s fate.. and Lord Leon proclaimed a declaration of nonaggression, meaning anyone foolish enough to start a conflict with the Empire of Plundar would face capital punishment.. banishment into deep space.

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One could say it was an unfortunate tragedy for all the galaxy that Ratha’s ship crashed on Third Earth.. and directly into Mumm-Ra’s Obsidian Pyramid, freeing him in the process.. though he remained weakened after a Thousand years.. he was still a terrifying monster with a cunning tongue, and his greed for power made him hungry to control these animal-like creatures and their strange technology..

As for Ratha and her servants.. they became enamored with the powerful undead sorcerer Mumm-Ra, willingly following him, and together with the cultists who served Mumm-Ra’s name, they used the technology from their ship to enhance his Obsidian Pyramid into a functioning ship itself.. their reason? To conquer the people of both Thundera and Plundar to serve their new Master.

When the Obsidian Ship entered their solar system, it eclipsed the Sun for both Thundera and Pundar.. by this time Rataro had long since passed, and was remembered as Rataro the first.. and the once young and boyish faced King Leon had aged into a wisened old man, his once  admirable strength had long gone and his eyes turned weary.. Even still.. he could see Mumm-Ra for what he truly was.. a Demon who only wished to devour them all.

King Leon knew, even if they could somehow bring all their people together, of both Thundera and Plundar.. they had no hope of Defeating the Evil Sorcerer.

Especially since Plundar was plunged into constant conflict ever since Rataro’s death.. and the current Emperor would be of no help either..

Not to mention, the Sword of Plundar had steadily worked its way closer into Thundera’s planetary core.. dooming it to an explosive end.

One of the many casualties of the explosion.. was King Leon himself.. though he insured the lives of his children.. and everyone he could.. it was little comfort for his old heart..

As that safety was entirely dependent on the so called “mercy” of Mumm-Ra.. who played the part of a “rescuer” for a short time.. not that it lasted.. but, once the people were under his clutches.. it was too late to fight back.. and the explosion of Thundera destroyed their whole system.. and Mumm-Ra gladly harvested the Sword of Plundar for himself.

As well as the strange meteorite that was held as a sacred treasure on Plundar.. becoming obsessed with understanding the strange energy that oozed from it.. it felt almost.. alive.. and very powerful.. Mumm-Ra wanted that power, all of it.

The only hope the enslaved Animal people had, was to carefully bide their time, until the day they all could work together.. and defeat the devil that captured them..

And eventually.. that day did come.. and it would be king Leon’s own grandson as well as last surviving air, Leo. who succeeded in leading a rebellion against Mumm-Ra.. as well as commissioning the creation of the sentient blade.. The Sword Of Omens.. 

But alas.. his story shall be for another time~

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Until then.. dream of peaceful starlight in clear skies~ sweet travelers in the night..

And I wish you all well~

Ariel.

16, clueless Bisexual, Depressed insomniac, punched a Cleric in the face and broke his nose immediately after being summoned to Thundara.. She doesn’t regret it, at all.. he was talking shit..

this girl, she’s got a few.. issues..

She Is extremely snippy and knee deep in a depressive episode when summoned away after her Granny’s funeral to Third Earth.. after her shock wears off, She immediately starts yelling at the Clerics, and the KING, for forcing her there against her own will..

Then she just sorta.. accepts that she’s there now, having lost her twin Aren at a young age, and with her older brother Adrien disappearing two years ago, her Granny was the only family she had left.. until Melida passed away three months ago.. she doesn’t even have a home left worth going back to anymore in her opinion.. might as well stay where she is now in the kingdom of Thundera.

Is just vaguely aware of her past life.. only really remembers how she died, (barbed/thorn-covered spear to the chest, and a really pretty Cat-man with long red hair and beautiful blue eyes crying over her as she took her last breath)

Also Tygra freaks her out because he reminds her of Adrien.. like.. waaaaay too much.. at the same time she likes being around him because of his familiar personality.. it’s comforting in a way..

Also unless you love grilled fish and want a bangin fruit salad, don’t ask this girl to cook.. sometimes she can make a decent soup, but that’s a gamble on whether or not she burns it.. it’s happened before..



Adrien.

18, Professional Drama queen.. loves theatrics.

Gordon Ramsay, you called? Now this guy can cook, he can also bake up a storm.

Polyamorous Pansexual king~ casually flirtatious and a bit sarcastic at times. Also very slow to trust others outside of his family..

whenever it comes to his siblings Adrien’s always got a bad case of ✨Mom anxiety✨falls asleep faster then a swaddled baby koala, but the drop of a pin could wake him up just as fast..

If Adrien was in a D&D world he’d be a Bard who double classed in assassin.. No I will not elaborate..

Has a smooth af voice, and can sing like Michael Bublé.. but screams like a high pitched little girl..

Deceptively seems like a reasonable level-headed person.. but if it’s for his family? He will absolutely Bitch-Slap the Gods themselves without any hesitation whatsoever if he so felt like it..

Currently has a magic prosthetic arm, will 10000% use the “need a hand” joke to pop his arm off and jumpscare people for his own amusement.. he finds it hilarious.

Doesn’t consciously remember his past life at all and honestly doesn’t give a fuck either..

Adrien was absolutely more aware of Magic than his siblings were while growing up on New Tera.

Had signed up for the Silver-Hawk training academy entrance exam not long before he “Disappeared” from New Tera.. and found himself at Third Earth, disoriented, confused.. covered in his own blood and with one less arm attached to his body..

He’s actually more upset about missing the Academy Entrance Exam then he is about missing a whole ass freaking arm..

Aren.

12, Short king, loves hearing Gossip & Drama~

Was born very weak and sickly, (had no magic at birth, very rare condition for a “first spirit”) which made his twin sister Ariel, aggressively protective of him..

Often tried using this as an excuse to skip his lessons.. Granny Melida didn’t fall for it though..

Very quiet (allows him to hear more secrets that way) but loves music, his favorite instruments being the harp and pan-flute.

loved Isekai anime and manga.. doesn’t like it quite as much anymore though… after he Technically died, and then woke up in the body of a Magic Beast…. He just doesn’t think Isekai’s all that it’s cracked up to be..

Also Aren found out that he apparently only ages (both physically, and mentally) in a “human” body.. so he’s stuck at 12 years old for a long ass time. Because he just couldn’t figure out how to Shape-shift on his own…

Aren grows into a professional prankster during his time on Third Earth.

Definitely pretends to be an “Ancient Beast of vengeance” to make people leave him alone whenever someone stumbles upon him during the first few years on Third Earth..

Was found by the Unicorn keepers one day, who helped Aren tremendously, taught him how to shape-shift, control his magic, and more or less everything he needed to know about the world he now lived in.. and basically pseudo adopted him.

Eventually grows a crush on Willykit..

Ganny Melida.

Not much to say really...

Except that she’s one hell of a Kick-ass Grandma who was almost 1200 years old at her death.. about average for an elderly Sylvàn-fae, all things considered..

Had two human partners, in a happy, loving polyamorous marriage, though both her husband and wife passed away, even before their last Son and Daughter-in-law died.. (Adrien, Ariel & Aren’s parents)

Melida had a few other grandchildren, but they’ve all grown distant a long time ago.. having not even been in the lives of our Tragic Trio..

Didn’t take Melida long to realize Ariel is none other then the reincarnation of her long dead Aunt Eurielle.. as Ariel often confided in her Granny about her terrifying nightmares of being impaled to death by a thorny spear…

Melida: “Oh, Gods… my granddaughter’s my Aunt…. Well shit.”

Was very much a parent figure that would randomly drop the craziest fucking lore about their past only to never talk about it again.. leaving the kids going “…. WTF?!?!! Did she really just say that??? G-Granny, w-what do you mean you dissembled a DRAGON?!??”

She had a feeling all three of our Tragic Trio would end up on Third Earth someday.. it’s why she was always so insistent in Teaching them all she could remember of her people’s traditions.. hoping it would help them survive being in a different world… even if this new world was technically their Ancestral home planet..

Melida just didn’t expect that she would Die before she could truly tell Ariel, the last one standing, everything that she needs to before Ariel was whisked away…. But she did.. leaving a deeply depressed Ariel behind.. still ignorant of what was soon coming her way.

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The Tragic Trio’s protective family dynamic~ Adrien, Ariel & Aren.

These three grew up with a unique family dynamic.. their parents died when they (or at least Ariel and Aren) were far too little to remember anything about them now, their faces? Names? Voices?? They can’t remember shit about their parents… they were Raised by their “traditional” Grandmama.. Well.. traditional for a Sylvàn-fae that is.

From the moment They could all walk, talk and all that jazz, Granny Melida taught them how to kick ass, how to dance, sing, play music.. but most importantly.. To take NO SHIT from anybody!

Adrien’s a bit more passive aggressive about it.. he will Emotionally destroy you (think “vicious mockery” in D&D) if you talk shit about his family..

Ariel takes that lesson in particular very seriously.. but only if it’s about her family.. if people talk shit about her? She honestly doesn’t care.. but talk shit about her family?? She will kick ass first, and talk shit back second..

Aren.. don’t get it wrong now.. he loves drama, However, he won’t do anything personally.. because he knows he doesn’t have to.. all he has to do is tear up with a quivering lip on his face.. and then BOOM BABY!!

Ariel is racing across the room and beating the absolute shit out of whatever poor unfortunate soul was talking shit to him before you could even say ~supercalifragilisticexpialidocious~

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(A/N)

Okay, I Promise this’s the last Lore/pre-fic info post I had planned, Up next for my Thundercats 2011 series ✨Re-born To Love You✨ will be a Prequel chapter detailing the complete tragic Love Story of Leo and Eurielle (Lion-O & Ariel’s past lives respectively) I hope you guys are prepared for Angst.. it’s gonna be sticking around in the Story for a while.. Also a bit of a heads up… there will be quite a lot of bloodshed happening.

Anyways.. I hope you’ve all enjoyed my Lore obsessed madness (or at least weren’t to annoyed by it) and I can’t wait to share the actual story I’ve been dreaming up with y’all too..So until then folks..

Farewell for now friends~

(Also, if anybody wants to be tagged for updates on this series, just let me know and I’ll do my best)