Months had passed since the tragic events that tore apart the lives of many. The shadows of the past still loomed, but today, something different was in the air. Today, the reattempted awakening was upon them. It was set to take place in Katakwan once again, a land now tainted by loss and pain, but still holding the hope of what was to come.
The day of the reawakening had arrived, and the grand plaza of Katakwan was filled with kingdom rulers, citizens, and hopeful souls eager to finally unlock the powers that had eluded them in the first attempt. The air was thick with anticipation as the rulers made their way to the stage.
Crimson, the King of Katakwan, stood before the crowd, his figure regal and commanding, his voice powerful as he began his speech.
