Journey Through the Eternal Night

At the dawn of the Fifth Era, the Calamity of Noonday descended.

The Silver Holy Court collapsed into a pale silhouette.

Time crushed the Empire into dust.

The Sea of Origins still roars, its boiling tides gnawing day and night at the edge of reality, scouring the fragments of civilization into jagged despair.

Millennia of darkness passed one after another.

Even the banner of the Three Sages fell in the Twelfth Expedition.

The Iron Father’s forge lay cold and silent like a tomb.

The Philosopher’s treetop wept blood.

The Pathfinder’s torch hissed into blue smoke under the storm.

From that point on, the world was completely divided.

City-states isolated themselves from one another, and unity was lost.

…

“We will set out from here, follow the Corridor of Dawn, pass through the Triple Rings, unite all the city-states, and once again launch an expedition against the darkened world.

—Swear to end the eternal night.”