Multiple Kingdoms once rose across the grand landscape of the Continent; all with the belief that they were God's righteous soldiers. When shackles that previously contained the unruly potential of man loosened, broke, and shattered, a war collapsed the steady rhythm of the Continent. Left in its wake were the prevailing families of boundless power. They were God's righteous soldiers.
Now, a new rhythm had a hold of the Continent. Academies lay splattered all over the lands of the Kingdoms, nurturing the rising talents of the younger generations. Divided into two halves; one for Knights: the ones who shine amid bloody carnage, and the Mages: those who deem themselves above the glorified slaughter of the battlefields.
All Kingdoms treaded a thin wire, maintaining a balance between the climbing cubs and the resting ancients. Though, from the shadows, lurks powers even older than the oldest, their bloodline containing a secret hidden from the public masses. So, what shall happen, when these shadows end up in the basking rays of light?
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