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Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Avatar Aang, along with Firelord Zuko, brought the elements and the nations back into harmony.
And for the next hundred years, they stayed that way.
When Avatar Korra came around, however, The Equalists, a group of non-benders bent on getting rid of benders, signaled the first of many groups who would try to take out the avatar.
When Avatar San, the earthbender in Aang and Korra’s cycle, died, a group called the Yellow Tigers went and killed every avatar for the next 75 years.
When the cycle finally started again with Avatar Aai, an airbender, another breed had evolved: the Potentials.
There’s one Potential for every element the Avatar isn’t originally, born whenever the Potential before them died. The farther in the cycle away from the Avatar they are, the weaker they are, and vise versa.
200 years after Avatar Aai, the Order of the White Lotus adopted the Avatar, Ai, a Earthbender with no parents, when Huan, the head of the Order, realized that as long as the Avatar was training, they basically had the rest of the world at their mercy.
With the help of the Earth King, they then went and conquered the Fire nation. When the Water nation went to their aid, they were subdued and turned away. The Air Nation ignored the rest of the world, high in the clouds.
There are good things about todays society: iPods, pop music, electricity, our society has all the trimmings. However, there is one large problem; the fact that we’re run by a near totalitarian government that has a nasty habit of disappearing potentials and not letting anyone near the Avatar.
However.
I may only be a Potential, but I can still feel the tug of the spirit world, and I feel the tides changing.
And it’s about damn time, too.