Morning rays from Gaia pierced the dense atmosphere of Titanora, threading their way through tiny dust particles, shimmering water droplets, and an invisible density of energy called Mana. These rays bathed the entire continent in a warm, golden glow, creating a stark contrast to the land's desolation.
Titanora bore the scars of a century-old battle, its once-mighty civilization reduced to ruins. Crumbling structures, cracked earth, and vast barren lands spoke of devastation.
Yet, the people of Titanora were a warrior race, defined not only by their physical prowess drawn from Mana but also by their indomitable spirit and relentless determination.
The continent was divided into seven smaller kingdoms, their names lost to the annals of history, victims of a cataclysmic destruction.
