The Xaos Kingdom had transformed into a vast nexus of war.
Forces from the Faerathia Empire, the Dvergar Kingdom, the Amazon Kingdom, the Obsidian Dragon Kingdom, and the Graecia Empire gathered openly within its borders as a single, unified host preparing for conquest.
Every single day, tens of thousands of warriors stepped forward and descended into a colossal pool of blood that stretched like a crimson river across the land. The liquid glowed with a golden radiance, pulsing with runes and divine sigils etched into the very substance of the artifact. The moment a warrior submerged, their screams—whether of pain, awe, or transcendence—echoed through the air.
And when they rose again, they were no longer the same.
Their auras shifted, gaining a fiendish undertone, dense and heavy, as Devil Bloodlines were permanently imprinted into their souls. The transformation was violent but controlled, rewriting spiritual structures at the most fundamental level.
