Year 956 D.S. – Month 1, Day 3 of the Rebirth
The mist covering the remnants of the empire seemed eternal.
The glass towers that once shone under the sun were now draped in ivy and silence. Fallen columns, twisted rails, flooded ruins… Norgalia, the nation that had once been the center of the world, was now just a whisper in the torn pages of history.
And yet, something moved among those ruins.
A young man walked with firm steps through the cracked streets of the abandoned capital, Heart of the Dawn. His black coat fluttered with each icy gust, and his boots stepped on the ancient stones with a mix of reverence and determination. His dark, nearly black hair glimmered in the faint reflection of sunlight filtering through the broken walls.
"This is where it all began…", he murmured, stopping before the great Vidrium obelisk. Cracked, crumbling, yet still standing.
Pablo. The last of the royal bloodline. Still unaware of it.
He wore no armor. No crown. He carried only an ancient book, found by accident in the tunnels beneath Gray City, and a golden key with the symbol of the ancestral crown.
The city, asleep for over a century, seemed to listen to his presence.
And then he felt it.
The ground trembled slightly. The wind swirled. The street lamps, rusted since the fall of the Kingdom, flickered. And a door opened. Not just any structure: it was the entrance to the Hall of Founders, a chamber that only activated in the presence of a legitimate heir.
Pablo swallowed hard. He crossed the threshold.
What he found would change him forever.
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The Lost Legacy
Inside the hall, the walls were covered with crystal projecting ancient images: the founding of Norgalia, the construction of the first undersea dome, the battle against the Zombie Plague, the Kings, the Pillars… and finally, the collapse.
A voice, feminine and gentle, echoed through the air:
"If this message is being heard… then my son has returned."
Pablo froze. It was his mother. A woman with a strong face, silver hair, and determined eyes.
"I am Vaelyra, Queen of Norgalia. I was killed in the Pillars' Purge, but I managed to hide you before they reached us. This place, this city… it all belongs to you. You have the power, Pablo. And with it, the responsibility to rebuild what was taken from us."
Pablo's tears fell silently to the ground.
"Why me…?" he asked the void. "Why am I alone?"
The voice did not answer.
But the walls did. In a mechanical movement, as if awakening from a long slumber, the crystals began to shift, revealing a map of Norgalia: divided into ruins, each state darkened… except one. A green light pulsed over the north, over a word that would change everything.
Reconnect.
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Green Country Project
Days passed. Then weeks. Pablo, accompanied only by the hall's files and his newly awakened power, formulated an ambitious plan: rebuild Norgalia, not as a military nation, but as a living nation.
The Green Country Project consisted of three phases:
1. Reconnect the fallen cities.
2. Restore vital systems: water, electricity, food, health.
3. Reactivate the interstate communication network.
But he could not do it alone.
He began calling the survivors hiding on the outskirts. Farmers, scientists, ex-soldiers, forgotten technicians. One by one, they arrived in Heart of the Dawn and saw him. A young man without a crown, without an army, but with the fire of the founders in his eyes.
Among them stood out a woman with brown skin and braided hair, wearing a worn Laboris uniform.
"I am Master Alina Merros. I worked at the Electrium reactor. I thought the country was dead. But if you are alive… maybe it isn't."
"I am not here to rule," Pablo said humbly. "I am here to restore what you deserve."
That day, the first foundations of the Green Country were laid.
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The Resurrection of Gray City
The first target was Gray City, a small abandoned state but key for transportation. The underground tunnels were still intact, but blocked by debris.
Pablo, using the power of Vidrium, shaped the walls as if they were clay. He reopened the passages, lit the streets, and restarted the magnetic trains.
When the first light turned back on, the citizens wept.
"Gray City lives!" shouted a child from a balcony.
"Norgalia lives!" they all replied.
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Agrobia and the Awakening of Vidrium
Next to be reconnected was Agrobia, devastated by fires and looting. There, among the burned fields, Pablo discovered a forgotten energy source: Living Vidrium, an advanced form of crystal that reacted to human emotion.
With a group of scientists rescued from Cintekis, he managed to activate it, powering the vertical greenhouses for the first time in a century, restoring food production.
Exhausted, Pablo walked to the center of the reactivated fields. A woman offered him a freshly grown apple.
"King or not… you've given us back life."
He just smiled.
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The Wall of Silence
Not everything was about reconstruction.
At the country's borders, they discovered the mass graves from the Purge. Corpses of citizens, soldiers, children. Pablo, with a hardened face, ordered a black obsidian wall to be built, with the names of the fallen engraved in fire.
"Here lie those who died without reason. May their memory scream louder than the silence."
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The Sacred Artifacts and the Path to the Throne
As all this unfolded, ancient rumors awoke.
One by one, the sacred artifacts signaling a true king were discovered:
• The Trident of Poseidon, in the ruins of the old sea fortress, still surrounded by calm waters.
• The Mace of Justice, embedded in a stone in the forgotten Fortis court.
• The Sword of Knowledge, guarded by automatons in the collapsed labs of Cintekis.
• The Shield of Lost Souls, found in Infernara, surrounded by whispering spirits.
• And the Founder's Armor, recovered from the Sleeper's Sanctuary, where Shastakan's dormant body rested silently.
Each artifact was delivered to young Pablo by different citizens. Each piece placed as if building a story. A prophecy fulfilled.
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The day approached.
The coronation.
After centuries of darkness, the Kingdom of Norgalia was about to rise.
And with it, its last king.