Year 2000,
The planet Eryndor stood divided by mountains and dark valleys, ancient and powerful.
Four great kingdoms ruled its lands.
In the burning deserts of the south rose the Vex Kingdom, ruled by a powerful Scorpion King. Small black scorpions crawled endlessly across the golden sands, their venom feared across the continent.
To the west, deep within endless forests, stood the Gorak Kingdom — home of the ancient gorillas. Massive stone temples hid beneath towering trees. Strength and honor were their law.
In the vast green lands of the east lay the Lyra Kingdom.
Its people were shapeshifters known as the Feralis — humans who carried the power of animals within them. Wolves, eagles, tigers, bears — their spirits flowed in human blood.
And beyond them all, hidden in the shadows of forgotten valleys, something darker waited.
In the forests of Gorak, an ancient gorilla named Kemora sat upon a high stone cliff. His fur was silver with age, his body scarred by centuries of battle.
Kemora was different.
He could see fragments of the future.
His eyes slowly opened.
The wind grew still.
"Destruction is coming," he said.
Far away, in the skies above Lyra—
Eagle-shapeshifters perched upon tree branches suddenly shrieked into the air.
Below them, several Feralis warriors looked up.
The sky was changing.
Clouds tore apart.
Metal shadows appeared above the sun.
Then—
The first spaceship fell.
Massive armored vessels tore through the atmosphere and crashed into the green lands of Lyra.
From the burning metal ruins emerged figures unlike anything Eryndor had seen.
Modern armor.
Jet-powered boots.
Robotic laser weapons.
Cold, glowing eyes behind mechanical masks.
They called themselves:
DRO.
The war was swift.
The forests burned.
The ground trembled.
Laser fire cut through claws and fangs.
Feralis fought with fury.
DRO answered with machines.
By nightfall, the green lands were covered in bodies.
Feralis.
DRO.
Smoke.
Ash.
Silence.
Five years passed.
Year 2005.
Where forests once stood, a massive high-tech wall now stretched across the land. Armed towers, scanning drones, and energy shields divided the remains of the Lyra Kingdom from a new rising power.
The invaders had claimed territory.
They named it Kryox Kingdom.
Five more years passed.
Year 2010.
The once united Kryox territory was split again.
A greater division.
Two new regions were born:
Alpha Kryox
and
Beta Kryox
In Alpha Kryox, towering metallic skyscrapers pierced the sky. Neon lights replaced stars. Surveillance drones filled the air.
Shapeshifters who surrendered were forced to wear high-tech control bands on their right arms — devices that regulated and modified their animal transformations into robotic forms.
Nature was no longer free.
It was engineered.
Controlled.
Upgraded.
And somewhere beyond the walls…
The prophecy of Kemora waited to unfold.