Within the Silver Philotimo Observable Existence, nested among countless territories that had flourished for eons beyond counting, there existed a Primordial Realm known as Rasatala-loka.
It was a place of ancient power and concentrated authority, a domain that had been cultivated across generations of the Bronze Line until its very fabric resonated with the Civilizations of those who called it home.
The skies burned with permanent sunset that cast everything in shades of amber and gold, while rivers of liquid Observable Force flowed through the atmosphere itself rather than along the ground, creating highways of golden radiance that connected the various territories comprising this Primordial Realm.
At the center of Rasatala-loka, a string of floating islands drifted in perfect formation through the eternal twilight.
