In the new Quartz continent, the city of charms was made at the heart of the continent.
The demons hadn't been much of a bother for some time now, after all they too had made a big loss.
Things had been quite peaceful, though Twilight had started to become a big issue ever since several broken dark organizations joined it.
The cities were bustling with crowd, it was a cloudy day, thousands of storytellers were spread across the cities.
People would stop and listen to the stories, although the Golden Moon and others had tried to stop that but they just couldn't.
The influence of Golden Moon had greatly decreased in the continent, even the Phoenix continent had now merged with Quartz continent.
Vritra was pleasantly surprised as he landed inside one of the cities, it appeared almost as if there hadn't been such a deadly war just a few years ago.
He walked slowly, taking in the sight around him and soon saw a small crowd gathered before a storyteller.
