A social sandbox MMO developed on Unreal 5, where you can build a home, craft your weapons and go to war. What world will you make? 

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Pax Dei is a social sandbox MMO developed by Mainframe Industries on Unreal 5, where you can build a home, craft your weapons and go to war.

Pax Dei

Pax Dei - Social Sandbox MMO

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<h3><b>How it began, the First Redeemer
</b></h3><h6>This current aeon, the most recent incarnation of the Garden of Earthly Delights, has stood for almost four millennia. The Garden of Paradise, where the first redeemer, Protennoia, entered this world and her offspring, who became the first people living, is where Axis Mundi now stands. The children of Paradise pleased the Lord and have forever been allowed to inhabit this jewel of Creation while multiplying and eventually peopling the Earth.</h6><h6>Protennoia was not only the mother and father of all who live today, but she was also the first redeemer of this aeon, washing away the sins of everyone who walked the earth. Redeemers have appeared on Earth eight times since Protennoia, and every time they have reaffirmed God&#39;s rule over Earth´s children. Each of them has revealed a host of new knowledge as gifts from the Almighty, enabling man to express God’s wondrous creation in new and ever more glorious ways.</h6><h6><i>~ Excerpt from the Gyronomicon</i></h6><p></p><h3><b>Armozel’s Folly</b></h3><h6><i>Armozel was revealed as the fifth redeemer during the great incursion of the Dark Lord in the twelfth century after creation. The seventh son of a Gothian carpenter, he taught mankind to imbue earth&#39;s metals with divine spirit, shaping them into tools, weapons, and armor. Armozel was the first redeemer born under the sun, rather than having descended from heaven.</i>
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Four decades after Phaionios’ ascension, Armozel was growing restless. His craft and skill had given him everything he could wish for, so the Deceiver laid out a trap for him and showed him he had yet more to gain. In the guise of the angel Chamuel, he visited Armozel in a dream and led him under the great mountain Medula, beyond the holy seals laid down by the fourth redeemer, and showed him endless halls and chambers where cold metal lined the walls while glistering stones shone the way.
</h6><h6>Without seeking guidance from the Allfather, once again, Armozel raised the Sons of the Light, the great host of paladins who had fought with him and Phaionios during the great purge of Evil. His desire for the riches kept by the dungeons beneath the mountain and the pride welling up inside him at the sight of thousands of his holy knights standing before him caused him to disregard God’s peace. And the seals were shattered.
</h6><h6>For one day and one night, the Sons of the Light rode through the gates of Medula, descending into the mountain, singing praises to the Lord and shouting taunts at the dark forces that surely awaited them within. Armozel, who was riding mid-column, entered the mountain at sunset.
</h6><h6>Neither he, nor a single one of his shining paladins, was ever seen again.<i>
</i></h6><h6><i>~ Echoes of Cimeron 1:22</i></h6><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/Jhb7sJkA9UsSGJOgQfEho/832000da2d77f85161ead1538ad3c9bb/CA-knights-5-large.png?fm=webp&w=1024" width="6000" height="2312" alt="CA - Armozel" /><h3><b>
</b></h3><h3><b>Current State of Affairs
</b></h3><h6>For almost a century now, since the slaying of the last redeemer, no sanctified emissaries of the Divine have shown themselves on earth. No prophets, no redeemers, and no new saints have been revealed, and only the occasional rumors of faraway manifestations of the Divine have been reported. The seat of the Holy See remains empty, all the great kingdoms of the heartlands have crumbled and lie in waste and ruin. The fabled monasteries founded by Oroael, the sixth redeemer, have been robbed and deserted, and the great paladin strongholds of Armozel, the fifth redeemer, have been lost, only legends remain, rumoring of their whereabouts.</h6><h6><b>Has the Divine forgotten her children?</b></h6><h6>No one knows for sure, but what is obvious to all is that Pax Dei, the protection of the Divine, has shrunk more and more, leaving ever larger swaths of land open to the ever-growing darkness creeping in from the Rimlands and the agents of the Dark Lord grow bolder every year. In fact, the only civilized place that still stands is reportedly Axis Mundi itself, or so we hope. No one has been let in there since the murder of Loios, and besides that, a handful of nearby settlements.</h6><h6>Creation is crying out for salvation, crying out for able bodies and minds to stand against the encroaching darkness, to pick up the banner of light and once more drive the forces of evil whence they came. In order to accomplish that, old fields must be broken anew, trees cleared, roads rebuilt, villages erected, and industries created. The lost wisdom of centuries past must be rediscovered, relics and holy sites unearthed, churches built, and the will of the Divine once again transformed into proud bastions of faith both at home and in the furthest reaches of the world.</h6><h6><i>~ Sages Annals, the final chapter.</i></h6><p></p>

Redeemers, Part 1

<h3><b>How it began, the First Redeemer
</b></h3><h6>This current aeon, the most recent incarnation of the Garden of Earthly Delights, has stood for almost...

CA-River stream (reedemers lore)

<img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/4kkNVKJbh0FXCKZLGYPgkD/a815d15ec78f99a17a4af73dacff7789/CA-Harvest_of_Sorrows.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="1920" height="1080" alt="Harvest of Sorrows" /><h6><i>Gaeune, Grand Inquisitor, the burning edge of God&#39;s wrath, servant of Papess  Gloria II, Ad futuram rei memoriam.</i></h6><h6><i>In pursuing the will of Papess Gloria II with great ardor as pastoral solicitude requires, the Congregation for Extinguishing Heresy has examined the nature and recent rise of the Sethian heretical depravity within the kingdom of Anatolia and their role in the diabolical events leading to the disgraceful and cowardly murder of our ninth redeemer, Loios. </i></h6><h6><i>Through this pious desire, we have strived by our toil to root out any and all errors we have come across among these lost souls and employing the hoe of a wise laborer, zeal, and devotion our faith gives us to wrestle back the scorched hearts that have been lost to this abomination. </i></h6><h6><i>Through these examinations and not without great pain to ourselves, the egregious facts about the existence of this order have come to our ears. All across Anatolia, its provinces, cities, territories, regions, and dioceses, many persons of all sexes, heedless of their own salvation and forsaking the Pax Dei, give themselves over to incantations, charms, and conjuring, and other abominable superstitions and sortilèges, offenses, crimes, and misdeeds, ruin and cause to perish the offspring of women, the foal of animals, the products of the earth, the grapes of vines, and the fruits of trees, cattle, and flocks and herds and animals of every kind, vineyards also and orchards, meadows, pastures, harvests, grains and other fruits of the earth; that they afflict and torture with dire pains and anguish. </i></h6><h6><i>I do therefore desire, as is my duty, to remove all impediments by which in any way my inquisitors are hindered in the exercise of their office, enabling them by any means necessary to prevent the taint of heretical pravity and of other like evils from spreading their infection to the ruin of others who are innocent, the zeal of religion especially impelling us, in order that the provinces, cities, dioceses, territories, and places aforesaid in the said parts of Anatolia may not be deprived of the office of inquisition which is their due. </i></h6><h6><i>To that end, I seek a decree from the hand of the Holy See and by virtue of her apostolic authority, that it shall be permitted to the said inquisitors in these regions, that they exercise their office of inquisition without prejudice and may proceed to the correction, imprisonment, and punishment of the aforesaid persons for their said offenses and crimes.</i></h6><p>----
Gaeune´s report to the Holy See in the spring of 3899 AC, one year after Loios the ninth redeemer perished at the hands of the princes of Anatolia and at the beginning of the great downfall.
</p><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/7gkWAPvE1pQT2cH30yQbC2/3ba2801d797bd6fea4e2cbf6351a1bc4/ST_1080x1080.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="1080" height="1080" alt="Adversaries" /><h6><i>Chloë, magister doloris, keen servant of the holy Inquisition and humble spiritual disciple of Armozel , Ad futuram rei memoriam.</i></h6><h6><i>As instructed and with the eagerness fitting our purpose, I wish to report our findings after having harvested the depraved minds of the Sethian heretics whose fate was laid in our hands and lives of whom we carefully and aptly ended with the most proper pastoral care.
The original filthy dogma of the Sethian heresy and the idea that educates all they postulate and do, is the belief that God is purely spiritual and that His kingdom belongs strictly to the spiritual realm, while the temporal world and everything within it was supposedly created by the Devil, whom they call Rex Mundi, in order to lure souls from heaven. </i></h6><h6><i>Therefore they view everything that has to do with this world as impure, having no worth whatsoever, including their earthly lives and bodies. Sethians believe they are repeatedly reincarnated on Earth until they attain what in their perverted mind equals spiritual perfection, allowing them to die for the last time and escape this Creation, which they view as a cacophony of Evil. </i></h6><h6><i>Furthermore, they believe that in the Kingdom of Heaven, all souls are the same, no males, no females, indeed no bodies or visual form at all. The division of humans into sexes is a creation of the Devil and carnal love is the ultimate trap laid to corrupt the spirit and keep it perpetually in his grip. In their eyes, removing any signs of the sexual division and indeed disrespecting their own body in the most deprived and loathsome way is viewed among Sethians as an effort to get closer to God. </i></h6><h6><i>Henceforth, in summarizing their corrupt and perverted beliefs, the following can be stated:</i></h6><ul><li><h6><i>i. Everything of this world is unclean and a creation of the Devil. </i></h6></li><li><h6><i>ii. Nothing is worth enjoying. </i></h6></li><li><h6><i>iii. Nothing is worth saving.</i></h6></li><li><h6><i>iv. This earthly existence means nothing and has no value.</i></h6></li><li><h6><i>v. The less one conforms to life on earth, the closer one is to God.</i></h6></li><li><h6><i>vi. Sacrificing one&#39;s life brings a Sethian soul one step closer to being allowed back into Heaven.</i></h6></li><li><h6><i>vii. Self-mutilation and the enduring of pain is an expression of the hatred for Rex Mundi and his creation and thereby a form of divine worship.</i></h6></li></ul><h6><i>This disregard for God&#39;s creation, resulting in rampaging bands of aforesaid heretics crisscrossing the lands, laying murderous waste to everything in their path, must be stopped by any means possible.</i></h6><h6><i>It is therefore of utmost importance that the Order in conducting God´s work, not be molested by worldly powers or hindered in any manner whatsoever by any authority whatsoever in the manner of the aforesaid and through our Papal decree, that we may threaten all opposers, whomever they may be, with ex-communication, suspension, interdict and still other more terrible sentences, censures, and penalties.</i></h6><p>----
Inquisitor Chloë´s letter to Grand Inquisitor Gaeune, the day before the Mass of Great Summons 3901 AC, urging him to light the fires under the Sethian heretics for real.</p><p></p>

Adversaries, Part 2 - Harvest&nbsp;of Sorrows

<h6><i>Gaeune, Grand Inquisitor, the burning edge of God&#39;s wrath, servant of Papess  Gloria II, Ad futuram rei memoriam.</i></h6><h6><i>In pursuing...

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<h6>
The tower beckons and at midnight I join with eternity. My watch will be relieved for the last time and my Master will reignite the insatiable gnawing desire that kindles my mortal body.</h6><h6><i>A promise is fulfilled.</i></h6><h6>Ere I was called. My visitation gifted me the call of hunger, the delightful emptiness which never fills, a thirst that is never quenched, an appetite that saw an end to my neighbors and my family. My children. Ended the story of Forest Green and its people, everyone I ever knew; Those who knew me as their brother. And gluttony never rests. Before I found my place here, I found many farms and villages where today no one remains to remember.</h6><h6><i>It is bliss.</i></h6><h6>As these last hours of my earthly unfulfillment pass, I close my eyes and look around the Mire. Soothing and delicious sounds of devouring, of gnawing, of gnashing and grunts from men and women engorging themselves to their withering soul&#39;s desire. My nostrils are filled with a noxious scent of rotting meat, putrid greens, mould and damp.</h6><h6><i>It is Elysian.</i></h6><h6>The tower. It flickers. The wriggling bugs and beetles slithering all over my skin, glow with new excitement. The deep, soft, wet and snappy sounds of drudges&#39; bodies being slowly pulled apart can be discerned through the cacophony of sweet and soothing screams. The tower is alight. Duke  Lamalon walks this earth once more.</h6><h6><i>It is time.</i></h6><p></p><h6>- Gatekeeper Montel ~ The night before the Night Eternal
</h6><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/210MDeEUdQdKmvAwG8BTVV/e6b27452d8a4ec419ca1a73ffb120970/CA-iamabadguy-v3.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="1080" height="1080" alt="The offer" /><p></p>

Adversaries, Part 1 - The&nbsp;Tower

<h6>
The tower beckons and at midnight I join with eternity. My watch will be relieved for the last time and my Master will reignite the insatiable gnawing...

<p><i>During the night of Samhain, may the Divine keep you safe </i></p><p><i>From demon and pooka and black-hearted stranger, </i></p><p><i></i></p><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/4UDZDeRJM6ySDalMgbaT8Z/5d624fd73bba3d09ec5af59ee3513cd6/Samhain_banquet_B.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="Samhain banquet B" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/5Oeyuf235zKJWOpgYjhHMb/200b50116e69c6f051ffedc5bba7cf74/Samhain_banquet_A.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="Samhain banquet A" /><p><i></i></p><p><i>From harm of the water and hurt of the fire, </i></p><p><i>From thorns of the bramble, from all other danger, </i></p><p><i>From Will O&#39; The Wisp haunting the mire, </i></p><p><i></i></p><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/7k9NgWCpVlQsfGCs4adK1s/48c8490bfe9be8be501927ef2c18e8e1/Header_blog.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="Header blog" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/586SG4mkL0ixF3MZf65t4U/17a06b0b40cd80bc7b0c753ee16f2968/WillO_B.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="WillO B" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/3jZVpS3szdRpNMTSaqMiqk/866ba2bc10c04fd8e8af2cb10c7c0557/WillO_C.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="WillO C" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/2KsZf74RPEyLPRAkaGPB92/114449ba1c1c84d21cb665a61162a7aa/WillO_D.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="WillO D" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/1OwSHhgSoVoAD7stcdsoYL/96542d0b10920c8f633d74ba0d7845c5/WillO_E.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="WillO E" /><p></p><p><i>From stumbles and tumbles and tricksters to vex you, </i></p><p><i>May the Divine&#39;s mercy this night protect you. </i></p><p><i></i></p><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/3Nq4ldJNyZouHeCxPMdeJn/978f5661b6bc68861558ef573d611075/LostSoulsA.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="LostSoulsA" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/1q4grHNy9ZgwftYg8ycRpQ/0abc40deca32ba69cec07d9edc5f3979/LostSoulsB.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="LostSoulsB" /><img src="//images.ctfassets.net/96ostmeapxb7/1qCfiyqPyPTQWq4mAixUyR/ebb4d8f4ccfed157f4c8c0224aa8856a/LostSoulsC.jpg?fm=webp&w=1024" width="3840" height="2160" alt="LostSoulsC" /><p></p>

A Samhain in Pax&nbsp;Dei

During the night of Samhain, may the Divine keep you safe From demon and pooka and black-hearted stranger, From harm of the water and hurt of the fire,...

Diegesis

Redeemers, Part 1

Adversaries, Part 2 - Harvest of Sorrows

Adversaries, Part 1 - The Tower

A Samhain in Pax Dei