Before Future Skullius went to the Severed Union…
The Tremur Forest was lusher, its colors terribly vibrant. The rich mana throbbing in every tree, every shrub, and every blade of grass was so dense that it could ignite the mana core of an Advancement Stager and make them feel as though they were breaking into the Master Stage without completing the Tasks and Trial required to earn such power.
Even the clouds were heavy with mana, and space seemed dense.
Aigas was designed to weather battles between some truly powerful experts and beasts, but it was in this time that it had begun to decline, the potential of all living things within it – except for Cluster beasts, perhaps – plummeting.
It wasn't just the quality that fell apart of course. The numbers of all living things dwindled as well. It hadn't been the will of the Deities of Aigas, but it had been so regardless.
