The kingdom of Starlian is in ruin.
The kingdom was known for its vast and breathtaking sight with its walls rising up around the land, great towering walls protecting the people with their stones laid sturdy and tall.
The capital city stood proud and grand, its buildings gleaming in the sunlight, shops filled with food, drinks, and handcrafts with the people filling the busy streets, nobles and commoners alike.
Beyond the capital, the kingdom stretched out into the countryside, north, east, west, and south— its land marked by rich, flourishing fields and rolling hills.
The kingdom was a place known for its power and pride, its very existence a reminder of the strength of the mighty ruler who guided the people and called it home; the very ruler who attacked his own subjects the moment he gave in to the illness.
Thus, the start of the chaos.
The beautiful kingdom, with its nourished buildings and lively citizens, was in chaos.