A great void that holds the 5 Grand Realms from colliding, each chained down in order to keep their beings in check. They are linked to one another but transversing between them is not a simple mortal feat. The Grand Union, a celestial stone is what allows this to happen, casting a firmament onto each of these realms and allowing life to flourish and rise to power. Yet it's what contains them, not from fear of their power but what lurks within the great void, but for there to be life, two other celestial stones work in tandem with the Grand Union, The Palace of Souls, and the Great cleanser. The palace of souls brings together pure soul fragments and allows souls to be born. The great cleanser collects the soul and soul power of those who have fallen, grinding whatever remains and eventually become pure soul fragments. Ucearos, a Grand realm where life and death flourish, a beautiful world scorned and cursed with battle drawn on its weakened lands. Soon to become a hollow desecrated land where life will be no more. This grand realm is in-between the other four realms, to its east lies Odarat, a world full of overgrown forests and magical beings the size of mountains and as small as your palm. The west lies the grand realm of Yidrovion, a world separated by its elements, a world where dragons and titans rule supreme , a barren land with almost no life due to its powerful inhabitants. Above Ucearos lies the sky realm of Eokkotha, a world that is held up by clouds, the so called heaven that mortals talk about is rather a war ridden battlefield dominated by those who can take flight. Below Ucearos lies a world of lava and death, scorched lands that is luminated by the relentless heat, a "Hell" as they would call it, a land of slaughter and wrath.
Within The Palace of Souls, a particular soul was born, it was an amalgamation of fire and chaos. Scorned and envied by the gods, The Palace of Souls sent this lone soul down to Ucearos, wrapped around and protected by the power of the Palace of Souls, it fell like a meteor, enduring the wrath of Gods who seeked the power of Chaos. Having gone past a deadly tribulation, the Palace of souls wrapped this soul in a cloak, hiding her away from high powers. The lone soul descended, passing the firmament of Ucearos and was no longer seen, entering a woman in a small town called Redstone. A town built upon a destroyed mountain reduced to a rocky plain from an intense battle between the founding father of Redstone and a dragon of flames. The blood of the dragon nourished life around Red Stone and gave the rocky plains a shade of pink, its once crimson red color long forgotten. A town surrounded by mountains and forests, somewhat isolated from the world.