SanZera The sky bleeds power.

It has been a thousand years since the Dark.

Old scars have healed and society has reconnected, but the peace is tenuous. To the north, Sanoris struggles to contain the ravenous Hartian Empire, which tirelessly strains against its borders like a chained beast. Across the sea to the south, Auzera is divided. Desert, mountains, and culture see nations struggling to communicate with each other, spawning conflicts that last for generations.

Power is abundant, but never sufficient. The struggle for it rages on countless fronts. Celestial Aura, a powerful energy that comes from the sky, crackles at the fingertips of human, lilthian, and beast alike. The sky swarms with plants and animals that harness this energy to defy gravity. Most powerful among them are dragons, capable of summoning sparkling wings of glass.

All the while, the memory of the Darkness continues to fade. In this chaotic realm of light and flame, it is hard to imagine that a shadow might still exist.

Yet a shout cannot exist without silence, the suns do not rise if there is no night, and Glow is nothing without Darkness. The calm and quiet Darkness. The endless and patient Darkness. The inevitable.