Post by Pademelon on Jan 18, 2010 2:32:32 GMT -5
It has been fifteen years since the city of Sablier was destroyed in what is now known as the Tragedy. Fifteen years since the doors to the Abyss opened wide, and Chains started roaming the land. Fifteen years since contracts started being formed, and desperate people did desperate things in an attempt to regain some glimpse of the life that was now destroyed.
But time keeps moving. Life of sorts has resumed; despite the growing crime rates, despite the number of disappearances, despite the feuds between the noble houses. It's a time of change! Of rebirth! Things keep moving inevitably forwards; never ending, never stopping. The horrors of the night are glossed over by morning news of invention and innovation, at least in the better parts of the land. But the darkness is growing, ever growing; it's tendrils reaching out to brush "civilization".
The world is slowly falling apart - and there's no hero to save it.
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