I am Wille, the leader of the Imperial Roseguard of the grand capital Servithus. Our kingdom is a land of magic and wonders, where the mysteries of the ancient world have not been forgotten. The Dungeon of the Ancients has been a source of power for our people for centuries. The mana readings that we have been getting from the Dungeon have been steadily increasing in recent months, and we have been monitoring it closely. The sudden spike that originated a month ago is cause for great concern.
Our plan is to clear some of the Dungeon out, in hopes that it will slow down the mana increase. But we are facing new dangers that we have never seen before. Reports of strange new monsters and plant life forms have been trickling in from who knows where. I have lost many of my men in these battles, and it weighs heavily on my heart.
There have also been whispers of a Skeleton, a being of immense power and evil that haunts the Dungeon's depths. Those who have encountered it speak in hushed tones, fear etched on their faces. Our high-level warriors are doing their best to combat these new threats, but they are unable to provide a permanent solution.
But now, something unimaginable is happening. The mana is spiking higher than ever, beyond anything we have ever seen before. It's as if the very fabric of our world is being torn apart. We need to evacuate immediately! The purity of the mana is overwhelming, and it is all originating from one place!
As I rush to evacuate the citizens, the world around me is trembling. It's not like an earthquake. It's more like the world itself is afraid of something. The fear and confusion in the eyes of the people around me are palpable. But I must remain strong and do what I can to save as many lives as possible. The future of our kingdom hangs in the balance.