291 Variegata Nexus

Eldoralth was a magical world.

It was a massive planet filled to the brim with many mysteries and races.

Before the Zorvans attacked Eldoralth, there were numerous races living on the planet.

Unlike what one would think, this was no fairytale; each of the races weren't allies with each other— they didn't live peacefully.

If anything, they had all been enemies.

Over the past centuries, different wars had been waged, with billions ending up dead. Many races had gone extinct, and this war continued with no end in sight.

Mountains were crushed, terrain forever changed. The world wept as it constantly got damaged.

If this devastating event hadn't occurred, with the Zorvans attacking the planet, no one knew for sure how the fate of the planet and its races would have turned out by now.

But of course, if any one of them had to choose between the past wars and this current one, they would choose the former without any hesitation.