Journey Through the Endless Night

At the dawn of the Fifth Era, the catastrophe of endless night descended.

The Silver Holy Court collapsed into a pale silhouette, time ground the empire to dust, and the Sea of Origins still roared on, the boiling tides gnawing day and night at the edge of reality, washing the fragments of civilization into sharp despair.

After one dark millennium after another, the banners of the Three Sages were broken in the Twelfth Expedition, the furnace of the Iron Father grew cold as a tomb, the treetop of the Philosopher dripped blood and tears, and the torch of the Pathfinder screamed in the storm before turning into green smoke.

From that point on, the world split completely apart, city-states became isolated from one another, and the time of unity was gone forever.

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“We will depart from here, follow the Corridor of Dawn, pass through the Three Rings, unite all the city-states, and launch another expedition into the dark world.

— We swear to end the eternal night.”