**Prologue: The Age of Reversal**
In the wake of the Arcane Reversal, when the very fabric of reality shifted, humanity was thrust into a world both strange and perilous. On that fateful day, a colossal white pillar of light pierced through the heavens, while its sinister counterpart, a black pillar, followed suit. The two titanic beams converged upon Earth's southern pole, enveloping the planet in their enigmatic radiance.
For months, humanity slumbered, ensnared in a mystic slumber that transcended explanation. When the first drowsy eyes fluttered open, they gazed upon a world reborn—a world where magic was no longer confined to the pages of myth and legend.
From the earliest stirrings of consciousness, the Seven Sovereigns emerged as the first to awaken, their authority unchallenged, their power unrivaled. With abilities beyond comprehension, they became the architects of a new order—the New Order. Guided by an unwavering commitment to protect and govern, they led their fellow sorcerers in the relentless struggle against the monstrous tide that surged in the wake of the Arcane Reversal.
In the chaos that ensued, a stark division among the populace emerged. Those who had awakened earliest became the heralds of change, the Early Sorcerers, their powers unmatched, their responsibilities immense. The New Order, forged in the crucible of necessity, stood as a beacon of hope for those born after the Reversal with magical abilities called innate gifts—these were the Arcane Borns, the inheritors of a world forever altered.
But not all change was benevolent. Alongside the magic that permeated the land, a malevolent force took root—a corruption known as Decay Energy. It seeped into the very marrow of existence, twisting flora, fauna, and humanity alike. Those who remained exposed to this maleficent energy for too long were doomed to undergo a grotesque transformation into mutants, creatures both pitiable and fearsome.
Among the mutants, there existed an even more sinister breed—those with the power to propagate the affliction. These aberrant beings, born of the blackest shadows, could convert others into mutants, their touch a deadly contagion.
As the Arcane Borns emerged into a world teetering on the brink of annihilation, the New Order extended its protective mantle, establishing bastions of safety amidst the chaos. Central stations, each overseen by a department specializing in vital aspects of survival, formed the backbone of society. The Arcane Federal Bureau, the Research Department, and the Vitality Department—together, they labored tirelessly to secure humanity's tenuous foothold.
In this new reality, life had become a perilous dance between the known and the unknown, where sorcerers and mutants clashed in battles that raged across landscapes transformed by raw magic and decay energy. In the Age of Reversal, the boundaries of possibility had been shattered, and every choice, every alliance, carried the weight of survival or extinction.
As the bleak moon hung in the sky, casting their ethereal light upon a world forever changed, the people of Earth struggled to adapt, to survive, and to carve their place in the intricate tapestry of a realm shaped by the Arcane Reversal.
The Age of Reversal had dawned, and with it, the destiny of humanity hung in the balance—a destiny where the line between savior and monster, hero and villain, had blurred into obscurity.