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Chapter 1
The world is at peace. It has been for a few years now. The countless different entities living among the equally vast landmasses are at their peak; their prime. The golden age. The Lords of the Surface World watch over their respective worlds, many under constant watch, others are hidden away for various reasons, and some are just awakening into this world again. They have only known conflict with each other, and even then, it was short. Chapter 1
The folk who live in this world, whether they come from the lush green forests, the searing hot deserts, the cold peaks of the mountains, the vast open plains, or underground in caves, they seem to thrive on conflict, despite being influenced by the Lords, they are always fighting among each other. Whatever drive is pushing them towards such acts is unknown. They continue to move and rule lands they call their own. Some even challenging certain Lords for power. Though fruitless given the difference in strength despite the advantage that comes with numbers. No matter the reason, they remain a mystery to most. No one can understand why mortals act as they do.
Despite everything though, there is one thing that is growing to be undeniable. It's a change in the wind. An ominous presence coming from wherever the dark lingers. Something is indeed coming. Whether it is coming due to prophecy, visions, or history repeating itself, something isn't right.
It wasn't long until suspicions were made clear. Great disasters have started to take place in the world. Disasters aren't far from the norm in the lives of those who live in the world, but these ones are different. They are more chaotic in nature. More destructive. Even to the Lords who controlled such weather couldn't explain these acts of chaos. Something else is at work here.
From earth-splitting earthquakes, volcanoes erupting, great maelstroms engulfing seas, to violent hurricanes, it seems like the world is tearing itself apart. After the world-wide disasters ended. Most were left unharmed, protected by their Lords. But, what was left behind was something they haven't experienced. The world was split open in various locations through various means. The sight that came from the gaps was tendrils of the dark. The storms and disasters have opened up passageways to the underworld. A cruel and unforgiving realm of hate and despair. The creatures that pours through the holes were things only nightmares could conjure up. This is where the tales of Lords begin and their dominions clashing, who knows what is to come next.