The land of Iliad, home to mankind.
Divided into four realms: The Kingdom of Terrar, The Forests of Magna, The Deserts of Frost, and The Legions of Blood.
All four equally powerful in strength and lived in peace, no divisions among the nations existed.
Of course one could not talk about the land of Iliad without mentioning the very essence which runs through it.
Mana, it is the life force which resides in every single human, without it there can be no life. It is omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresent. No one really knows what it is, much less can we understand it.
If only it remained a neutral source of power, but no it picked its favorites some were able to wield the very force of nature herself. They were able to do things no ordinary man could ever hope to. In the beginning only seven in the entire Kingdom Of Terrar could wield it.
The king of Terrar at that time was not one of the lucky few, his death was a gruesome one, as he and his loyal fighters died in what was most definitely not a fight.
With no one to stop the Kingdom of Terrar took over the land of Iliad and the seven who possessed that accursed gift became known as The Elders.
What followed was an age of discrimination, the gift of mana as it were passed down from generation to generation. Those who lacked such gifts were nothing but cattle, playthings to those who held the real power.
In these circumstances the less gifted began praying, praying for a hero to free them from this turmoil.
Their prayers would be answered.