There exists a planet called Ellustes.
Amidst the daunting void, it only resembles a tiny blue dot. A small mote of light in the unending dark.
However, upon closer inspection, are the minute details of the lands revealed. The planet has lush forests and deep arid deserts. Its has mountains that stand tall, clad in frost and rime. The oceans are vaste and alluring, having been the salty grave of many intrepid explorers. It is a planet that in some ways reminds us of our own. However, the denizens are anything but ordinary.
In the shadows cast by civilisation's light lurk primordial evils. Across the dunes stand statues of dead dragons - petrified and frozen in time. Atop grassy hills are ancient ruins sat basking in the moons' gleam. In the very air lingers the magic that has sheared continents apart. Waiting to be used again. The epic story of Ellustes is both bleak and beautiful. But it is not finished. The threads of fate are not yet taut and the wicked reach of evil spreads with every passing day. Every day is a hero born, ready to rage against the dying of the light.
The scene has been set, the actors are ready, and in due time will story's victors emerge.