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Clash of Clan

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Chapter 1 - Prologue

Majestic mountains extend far and wide, alongside shimmering water bodies known as rivers, lakes, seas, and oceans. Towering green trees, vibrant flowers, and a diverse array of animals, including the mighty lions and the soaring eagles and hawks.

This was the world ten thousand years ago, known as Earth, where humans and animals coexisted peacefully and happily... until the arrival of the Nains. These colossal beasts, towering up to twenty feet tall and capable of assuming various shapes and sizes, devoured everything in their path—men, women, and children alike, leaving no survivors. Their origins, objectives, and motives remained a mystery. Initially perceived as mindless, certain species began to display intelligent behavior, coordinating and strategizing their attacks and defenses. Humanity was on the brink of extinction, losing hope, until a divine deity known only as Moros intervened. Moros bestowed upon humans a sacred gift, erecting three protective barriers that also served to segregate them. In time, humans endowed with Moros's Gift, referred to as Mains, emerged within each Domain. The decree of Moros proclaimed, "Those humans graced with my gift are the ones with Will and Courage, the proactive and vocal, they are the warriors of the domains, the triad of clans."

The Domains have the power to shield humans, yet they can only withstand so much damage before it falls to the clans to handle the remainder.

In total, there are three clans, each settled in its own domain and endowed with a unique range of powers.

Bezerker (B) Clan - Gaia's Domain - Domain of Earth

Doppio (D) Clan - Neptune's Domain - Domain of Water

Duk Barren (D.B) Clan - Heaven's Domain - Domain of the Skies

They have fought and protected humanity with courage and will, but even the devil can have courage and will.

Five thousand years ago, the Domains began to turn against each other, igniting the Clash of Clans, which persists to this day. Each domain keeps increasing prices and refusing to share specific resources found only within their domain.

This conflict is ripping our world apart; we are our own undoers. How long before the monsters outside finish what we've started?

Echoing the final words of Soro.D.B. Trago:

"Humanity's greatest enemy is not the Nains; it is humanity itself. We are doomed to extinction, for those who unite will always outlast those who divide. We are orchestrating our own demise."