Two hundred years ago, the Thalorien Empire shattered.
Once, it stretched across the southern plains and northern highlands, its banners of silver and crimson casting long shadows over fractured kingdoms.
Back then, mana flowed like rivers through ancient Sigil Veins, and engraved warriors carved legends into the earth.
Sigil Knights clashed with beasts that could level towns, Mages rewove weather and stone to shape destiny, and Priests banished demons with light that burned brighter than the sun.
But greed rotted even the grandest walls. The whispers of power and eternal dominion tempted lords and priests alike. Betrayal hollowed the empire's heart while demonic cults gnawed at its edges. What once stood unbroken for centuries collapsed in a single generation.
