Three once great nations locked in perpetual warfare for a thousand years. Arthorn of the purple banner. Karsur of the orange banner. Nitwar of the blue banner. The sealed realm divided by war. The saviour's light is gone. Its twin star wracked by guilt and pain. The light shines upon this land no longer. The world burns at their command, and so it does. Infernal machines of war brought from beyond the edges of mortal comprehension. Weapons that no mortal was meant to use. Complete decimation of all, yet it rages on. For the blessing of sanity has long since left this world. The city of stairways lies in ruin. Only the soulforge left untouched, for the weeping god still protects its due. AND SO IT ALL BURNS TO ASH.
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