THE PAST

*Long ago, on an endless blank canvas, a mysterious hand drew the first line — and as the pencil touched paper, its spirit awoke as Artessa, the silent artisan. Beside her, from soft dust of erasure, rose Eraseon, the EraserSpirit. Not a destroyer, but a gentle guardian, he cleared space so new life could be drawn. Together, they shaped the hidden kingdom of Graphoria — where creation and correction lived in quiet balance.

From PencilWoman’s first stroke emerged Azure, a bright blue Stickman infused with a Draftstone — gems formed from raw creative energy shed by the pencil itself. More figures of every color soon joined, and together they built Primoria — the first living village, watched over unseen by PencilWoman and Eraseon.

*As generations passed, King Azure became a living legend, quietly guided by the hidden rulers of Graphoria. He was given an eye on his sword from the artessa because she said it was an eye from the real world. It would make expressions with blinks and the way it changes.

But far beyond Primoria, darkness stirred. From broken sketches and shards of corrupted Draftstones rose Oblivis, a creature of black and red born of rejection. He was just a kid when he was thrown away with all the other and ruined drawings before finally being corrupted. Gathering shadow beasts and twisted Stickmen, Oblivis swore to seize the Pencil of Creation guarded by PencilWoman. He has his own elite team, Slasher, the leader one, Slappy, she is quiet but and fast, Sloppy, big and the muscles, and Slacker, strategic.

Sensing danger, Azure summoned new champions: Crimson, Verdant, Saffron, and Cerulean — the Spectrum Guard, each chosen by elemental Draftstones. To King Azure, he sees the 4 members as his kids and cares for them. He would loose it if something happened to them. Beyond the Lightless Mountains, Argent, the Silver Stickman, also watched — reflecting every color, forged by PencilWoman’s hidden hand as a mirror of balance.

When Oblivis struck, towers burned and hope dimmed. Azure and the Guard fought bravely, but darkness pressed close. Then, stirred by PencilWoman’s silent hope and Eraseon’s calm resolve, the pencil moved again. From its tip came Lumina, a radiant white Stickman who shimmered with every color — light incarnate.

Drawn by her light, Argent stepped forward. Though never meant to meet, they moved as one: Lumina shining, Argent reflecting. With Azure and the Spectrum Guard, they unleashed a surge of unity that shattered Oblivis’s blade and sealed him away — not by destruction, but by harmony shaped by creation and correction.

Peace returned. Azure, weary yet proud, passed leadership to a new age. The Pencil of Creation was enshrined in Primoria — a symbol of hope and tribute to PencilWoman and Eraseon, guardians of Graphoria.

Lumina and Argent faded into legend, but left two children:

Prisma, their daughter, glowed white with rainbow edges, bending color into illusions and bridges of light.* Mercurion, their son, silver like his father, pulsing softly with color — the quiet center of the storm.*

Though young, Prisma and Mercurion’s gifts grew quietly, whispered in stories, always watched over by PencilWoman and Eraseon. They sought no glory, only balance — children of light and reflection.

And so the story continues — a world shaped by creation and correction. PencilWoman made many heroes and made many villains. They can be more dangerous than Oblivis and they aren’t shadows. It is always important to keep a guard on. But, there is one more powerful normal Stickman and he does not know yet.

The New Spark

Red steps outside into Primoria’s morning breeze, watching Stick figures laugh, walk, and play.

Red: “What a great day!”

Blue Stickman walked up to Red's house

Blue: "Hey buddy, are you ready to tackle the day?"

Red: "yessirrr! We can meet up at the library soon!"

Blue: "Gotcha, see you soon. Me, green, orange, and yellow.”

It looks like it will be a peaceful day in primoria... For now..