It had been a full week since the news dropped, and the world of Alterian was thrown into chaos. The air itself felt volatile, thick with panic and the scent of revolution. Every street corner conversation was laced with disbelief, anger, and the terror of an unknown future.
The instability had been bubbling long before this, rooted in the colossal disgrace surrounding the Central Academy and the inexplicable, devastating loss of the revered Magus, Ibarin. Ibarin's vanishing act had left a power vacuum that hummed with dark energy, jeopardizing the very integrity of the Grand Magus structure.
