[#0｜Imperial Calendar Year 324, September 30th (Tue)｜12:00｜☀️｜Somewhere in the Orbellion Empire]

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The sun shattered over the golden spires of the Empire. It was noon in Orbellion, the colossal empire that had unified the continent. Upon the marble-paved streets of the capital, wealthy scents flowed like a river, and the faces of the people were softly etched with the shadows of an era of peace. Under the law, order, and the authority of the Emperor, everything shone as if it would last forever.

But beneath that glamorous veil, in places unseen, the sound of rusting steel could be heard. Power struggles whispered secretly, blending into the songs of banquets, and forbidden knowledge burned quietly under candlelight. Heretical trials conducted in the name of God, and restless movements beyond the borders where the Empire's shadow did not reach. The brighter the light of prosperity, the deeper the shadows were cast.

From the northern fortresses where freezing winds blow to the southern ports filled with salty air; from the eastern magic towers where five-colored lights of sorcery leak out to the western markets where the sound of haggling never ends. A land where glory and corruption, faith and betrayal are intertwined. On this grand stage of Orbellion, a new act was about to begin.

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