"The place we're in is called the Radiant Continent. It used to be the heart of the Glorious Magic Realm."
"However, three hundred years ago, external invaders laid waste to the Glorious Magic Realm. The area of the Radiant Continent now is less than ten percent of what it once was."
At first, Gandalf's voice carried pride, but it gradually turned forlorn and sorrowful. In fact, the current size of the Radiant Continent is not even a quarter of the continent Orion inhabited.
"Ninety-nine percent of our world essence was drained, leaving the people here tainted by dark forces. Most of the mages of the Radiant Continent were transformed into evil mages. Only a small portion remained faithful, devout to the elements, and held magic in reverence."
As Gandalf reached this point, his voice grew more vibrant, as though believing that everything would soon improve and that light would ultimately drive out the darkness.
