On the continent of Eland, there is a strange city.
Here, devoutly disciplined priests forget their holy teachings.
Rough, muscular orcs quietly hole up in the library, chanting, "Knowledge is power!"
Even savage, brutal demons have abandoned their plans to destroy the world and started offering luxurious spa packages instead.
Even the heroes who once saved the world have given up their missions, thinking only of sightseeing, bird racing, card games...
"Isn't there anyone who can wipe this city off the map? It's disrupting our world!"
"Of course there is." The gods in the heavens began arguing over it. "But either they're all hanging from the city walls, or they've forgotten they're gods!"
Yet none of this was what Vilad had intended.
All he wanted was to spread a little culture. How had he managed to throw this perfectly good otherworld into chaos?
