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In the beginning, there was no Homeworld.
It was a huge planet lost in the cosmos, lifeless, and surrounded by nothing but space and stars. It was white, but had soil as dark as the surrounding void, soil that was chock full of nutrients yet to be touched by anything other than the atmosphere.
It was the first planet to birth a Gem. No one knew what the first Gem was, the history was too old and too vague, but the planet birthed many more. All kinds of Gems, pure and imperfect ones that climbed their way out of misshapen holes and walked the surface, content to do nothing but be nothing.
This went on for a millennia.
Until, out of the soil, climbed out a Diamond. She was not the first, no, but she was something else. She was discolored, misshapen, or conjoined, and the Gems that were fortunate enough to witness her birth could only stand in awe as their eyes lay on something entirely new.
The Diamond, White Diamond, was a perfectly flawless white diamond. It was her hands that shot out of the ground first, fingers sinking in the dirt as she struggled to pull herself out. She was massive, a behemoth of a Diamond, and even her equals did not surpass her shoulder. Her equals were only other Diamonds, most deformed, like Red Diamond and Purple Diamond and Brown Diamond, all who looked at White Diamond and saw who they should be. From her came waves of power and authority, and the hungry Diamonds that witnessed her birth came flocking to her like birds to a nest.
Semi-united they stood, and White Diamond showed her colors. Her heart was like ice, and her moon-white eyes showed no mercy, no compassion. And her wants were very simple. She wanted the planet, which she had dubbed Homeworld, and she wanted it now.
According to history, the War of Diamonds began here, lesser Gems flocking to less violent Diamonds for comfort only to be struck down by White Diamond and her allies. Every battle was long, persistent, and never ended in peace. White Diamond’s boots had crushed many, many Gems by the time the War came to a close, and the last Diamond that dared stand against her she crushed to fine, black powder.
With the last rebelling Diamond gone, and the rest of the Diamonds under her control, it was too easy for White Diamond to unite all Gems underneath her, take control of every civilized colony, and brand her insignia on everything and everyone.
Her heart, which had been so cold before, found delight in the sight of giant, black flags flapping in the wind, a single white diamond stitched in the middle of it.
And at the very heart of Homeworld, White Diamond erected her throne and declared herself Empress