Everything possible to be believ'd is an image of truth.
About this creation
The remote world of Ered'jiin is home to many strange cults and religions. Most have been dismissed by outsiders as nothing more than the stuff all religions are made of -- a conglomeration of ancient myth, garbled history, and wishful thinking, utilized by a small cadre of elites to maintain social control and keep themselves in power. But there has always been something different about the tribesmen of the Atoya Desert... something more...
The tribesmen believe they are the guardians of a mysterious powerful object which goes by many names, the most common being the Dead God's Living Heart, or the Heart of the Fallen God. In the oral tradition which has been passed down through a thousand generations, a war between the Sky Gods in the Before Times results in one of them being killed and cast down to Ered'jiin among the Atoyan tribesmen. Within the god's dead body its immortal and undying heart remained, a gift to the Chosen People who were charged until the End Times with guarding this holy relic. And to this day, the Heart remains hidden somewhere in a secret cave beneath the Atoya Desert.
Many modern travelers, hearing the full story, believe the Fallen God to actually be a spaceship of unknown origin that crashed among the primitive Atoyans in ancient times, and the Living Heart to be its power source -- a power source far in advance of anything the Known Civilizations have discovered to this day. All efforts to bribe, threaten, or steal the secret out of the tribesmen have been unsuccessful, and with a seemingly infinite network of caves beneath the desert for the relic to be hidden in, are likely to remain so.
Shhh! Just don't tell the Atoyans you've seen this, all right? And if you value your minifigs' imaginary lives, don't show this to them, either. You'll find out why...
Kojo, the Supreme High Guardian of the Heart, has devoted his entire long life to Its mysteries. And for the vast majority of that time, he has been the only person allowed into the inner sanctum, the only one allowed to actually lay eyes upon It. This honor does not come without a price -- the frightful power of the Living Heart renders Its guardian totally blind within twenty years of Service. But for the unworthy to look on the Heart means instant death.
Kojo is getting very old now, and his successor must be trained. His young apprentice, Jaga, was chosen by the Gods at the age of seven to enter into the Service of the Living Heart. It was the same with Kojo when he turned seven, and with his predecessor before him, all the way back to the Before Times. That Jaga is still alive means he has been found worthy by the Heart. Kojo had previously brought four prospective apprentices before the Heart, and these frightened children were all rejected -- they died within minutes.
Three times daily, Kojo chants worshipful hymns to the Heart. All blessings and curses emanate from the Heart of the Fallen God -- when times are good for the Atoyan tribesmen, it is because the Guardian and the people have kept the Heart happy. When times are bad it is because the Heart is angry, and the Guardian must find out the reason why so that the Atoyans' fault can be corrected.
Like every apprentice Guardian before him, Jaga is afraid to look directly on the Heart. The less eye contact he makes, the longer he can keep his eyesight.
In addition to making regular chants of praise, Guardians are required to do a lot of bowing and scraping. The Heart can be a harsh master.
Once the Heart is suitably appeased, the Guardian may pray to It for the welfare of his people. Though the Heart of the Fallen God is a demanding master, It does reward the faithful. The Atoyan tribesmen are generally prosperous in an unforgiving land, the strength of their men and beauty of their women is legendary, and they have never been conquered by outsiders.
Of course, there's always the matter of the End Times prophecy -- that the god whose Heart this is will be reborn and come to reclaim it. Outsiders generally take this to mean that someday the Heart will be discovered and taken away, fitted into the engine room of a new spaceship. So explorers never stop hunting for the Heart of the Fallen God.
I had fun reading the backstory, and I like the way you built the heart, but I think it would be better if it was a more unusual color in order to contrast with the red in the room. Trans-light-blue would be nice.
Occasionally I am not sure if it is the story or the moc that I like better - in this case the story is the clear winner. Not to say the moc isn't good; rather the story is just than engaging. Well done on both. Lee.
So did Joseph Campbell ever mention these guys? Ya know, I can't help envisioning a follow-up post to this were things begin to go hilariously wrong in a "Gods Must Be Crazy" sort of way. Nevertheless, another great storyline that, as is often the case with your creations, stirs the imagination and has me wanting to know more...best storytelling on mocpages!
Was it Arthur C Clarke that said "technology of a far advanced race will be seen as magic by a less advanced race" (or words to that effect)? Great story mate; I love the idea of a people worshipping strange technology. The actual "heart" itself is very well made. Shall we ever find it's owner? Perhaps it belongs to that king fella stuck on that island...