[There is a war in this world.]
[But in this war, neither sword nor spear were wielded, nor were there blood or fires. It was a war of civilization and progress, of hierarchy and resistance. It is silent and unknown, with one faction holding torn chains in their hands, the other being society itself.]
[And yet that war was equally bitter and devastating than any other. Countless perished.]
How many shambles has it been that the Glorious Era had left for the Starfall Era, now?
Each time Nostradamus added up data from ancient text, he could not help remembering that question that went unanswered.
And was it countable? Everything Starfall had been developed from the remains of the Glorious Era. They inherited magic from ancient sage, aura from ancient warriors and the path of training in Holy Light taught by the gods themselves. Even their culture and sources originated from former races.
