Egg LOOOORRRREEE (please read I spent hours on this)

NOWAY

Finally A lore reason for why your characters are f**kass chicken eggs

Yup

Oh btw I’m less mad at you now

I should really read people’s lore stories more…
Yours is really good

Thanks!

A million years ago...

It had been trillions of years since the cataclysmic event that caused the creation of the Multiverse...
The Crystal of Creation had been hurtling through space at high speed for so very long, but something was about to change...

The Crystal hit something. A planet. A rather simple one, where a species of bird was the most dominant creature. It was nothing special in the vast greatness of the Multiverse. Until the Crystal struck it...

The great power of the Crystal shot into the planet, and there was a powerful explosion of energy... The energy spread over the whole galaxy, and everything started to change...

The energy was so very powerful that it was highly radioactive, it killed off the entire race of birds, just as mating season had taken place, and now their offspring had nobody to protect them. Until one made the decision to fend for themselves.

The eggs of the bird's DNA was mutated so much, that the shell of the creature fused with the growing one inside of it. It's shell grew thick and provided the warmth and protection it needed in its mother's stead. Then the creature inside awoke. Then another did. And another, and another. They were all confused. They had no understanding of what a life was, and were stuck in small bodies, with only an eye. One managed to topple over. Then it began to roll over. Then it started moving around, looking at this strange world it was born into. The rest followed, they all learned how to roll, the ones best at rolling seemed to get the most attention, and this was one of the most primitive forms of a social hierarchy in the Multiverse.

Then, the angel showed up.

The eggs all gathered around this strange being, despite his tall and menacing figure, for they had no survival instincts. He was tall, his face and legs covered with crimson wings, he wore shining red robes with coal-tinted skin. He kneeled, and one egg approached him. The angel stuck his hand out and rubbed the egg's "head". This was the beginning of an era.

A thousand years passed, the energy had sped up the evolution process greatly. The eggs had become small humanoids and learned to speak, read, under the guidance of the angel. He taught them many things. How to survive. Christianity. How to have a proper civilization. Even how to create. The eggs looked up to him as a father figure, and looked to him for guidance. The angel gave it to them. Then, one day, the angel vanished, without a trace.

Thousands of more years passed, and things changed. People did their best to follow the guidance given to them by the angel, and even if they were not perfect, they did well for the most part. They had formed a modern society at this point, large cities, weapons, basic spaceships, they had come extremely far.

Then they started to use the Dimensional Diamonds...

The Crystal energy, which was a basic part of the environment of this point, had made soil in the galaxy perfect for the growth of these powerful gems. It grew like bamboo, and was almost as common as it. One day, some Eggs began to bend pillars of Dimensional Diamonds to their will. It was a breakthrough. They studied it intensely, and learned how to use the Crystal energy in their DNA to utilize the power of these Dimensional Diamonds, and thus began the powerhouse that was ancient Egg Civilization.

The Eggs started by absorbing the energy at certain places to heal wounds. Then they learned how to safely consume the energy and use it as fuel for their bodies. Then began the important part...

Learning how to weaponize it.

The Eggs started by shifting Dimensional Diamonds around that were especially sharp. Then they learned how to use the energy inside of them. It was just strange blue blobs of energy, but with some time...
It became powerful. One of the earliest and most powerful forms of magic in the entire Multiverse. They could make flames, electricity, lasers, they could move things unlike before, they could use magic to lift themselves, more than themselves, they could lift mountains. This was the birth of Egg-magic...

Then, they used Egg-Magic to make weapons. First, they made swords with the diamonds as blades, then they began to use it in guns. They used the energy to shoot out bullets at way faster speeds and with way more force, being able to completely obliterate anyone in their way.

As time went on, Egg-Magic became one with the Eggs, and it changed to reflect them more. It became yellow, the same color as their blood, and began to take egg-shaped forms.

Then, Zanthor attacked.

Zanthor showed up one day, and began causing mass chaos, killing off tons of Eggs.

The Egg Government though, had planned for something like this. They sent a few of their most powerful soldiers, but their leader didn't show up. He was gone giving his son instructions on what to do in the event that he didn't show back up. His son affirmed him that he was too strong to lose to Zanthor. It made him smile. And as fate would have it, not a moment later, Zanthor crashed down, covered in the yolk and gibs of the other elites. The leader turned and readied his magic. He told his son to run. As he did, he turned and gave him one last smile.

The child ran as far as he could into the forest and hid underneath a bush for hours. Eventually, night came, and with enough courage, he ran home. He was prepared to see his father. And he did. He saw his father's beaten corpse, with his own sword pierced through his heart. He began to cry, his wails pierced through the night. Eventually, morning came. He managed to get up and called the police.

But nobody came.

There wasn't anyone left. The Eggs were all gone. The child thought they were all dead. If his father couldn't beat Zanthor, then nobody could...

But... they weren't. Because as you know, the Eggs are still alive. They never died. They evacuated. But once the government realized everyone thought they were dead, they realized that they could take advantage of this. They used the Dimensional Diamonds to set up a sort of veil that blocked them from scanners and other forms of detection...

"My father was a great guy. I wish you guys would've been able to meet him..." Eggy said, wrapping up his tale.

"Wooowww!" Ove said with sparkling eyes. "You're full of cool stories, dad!"

"Yeah. You've got a lotta experience, huh?" Essy added.

Eggy blushed a bit. "Well... I have been around for over 270 years, heheh..."

We indeed now know why your ocs are eggs.