Starfall Year 837, twentieth of January. A snowless winter day at the heart of the Central Dark Forest.
At the center of the Mycroft Continent was a primitive forest that occupied almost one-fourth of the continent's surface. Ancient magical energy and the scent of Chaos polluted the land, fertilizing it beyond common sense—it was precisely why plants grow here at an alarming rate, just as countless enchanted beasts and draconian creatures lived there, flourishing freely within.
The Central Dark Forest was once larger than it was now. When the Starfall era began a thousand years ago, it covered fourth-fifths of the Mycroft Continent, with the minor few shelter regions maintaining normal environments of Order. But now, as various races developed the land by logging without ceasing, just as the Flame of Order eroded the mana of Chaos in reverse, the Dark Forest could no longer divide the four largest human settlements, and instead show signs of shrinking.
