Prologue: The Age of Beasts
Once, men were kings. They raised banners, forged empires, and built cities that scraped the skies. But that age is ash and dust, for the world belongs no longer to mankind.
Now, three thrones cast their shadows across the land.
The Kingdom of the Demi-Humans
To the east lie jagged mountains crowned with stone keeps-where wolves howl in human speech and lions wear crowns of bone. Here walk creatures born not from evolution but ancient magic: half-man beasts who hunt on two legs as gods did once upon a time.
Vampire Kingdom (Northern Wastes)
Northward beneath perpetual twilight stretch spired castles carved from ice-black marble-the lairs where pale lords drink life through gilded straws called fangs...
Each noble vampire maintains their own private "blood cellar" -human slaves bred for sweetness-milked weekly under candlelight rituals while priests chant blessings upon each drop spilled into crystal vials...
Monsters' Realm (Southern Chaos Lands)
Down south past burning desert sands sprawls endless jungle territory ruled by no king but instinct itself-where goblins sell screaming babies' teeth strung into lucky charms; where witches harvest tear-soaked souls before midnight; dragons nap atop pyramids made entirely outta broken chains & skull fragments glued together?
Humans once being the apex of the food chain are now just an slave or cattle in the hands of these monsters who call themselves superior..but in the west of the wasted in the cursed forest where monsters avoid to go is the place where lives the humans who have denied to be a toy or pet by the hands of these monsters they call themselves rebels who have break free from the farms and pens , will these humans be able to retrieve what have been lost or will remain a history buried centuries ago .