The vast land stretches back to time immemorial, a primeval wilderness. The sky is a stifling leaden gray, and thick clouds of chaos churn without end. Now and then, a few murky rays of light filter through a rift, illuminating a world below blanketed by endless primeval forests and jagged mountains. The air is saturated with innate spiritual energy, so dense it seems impossible to disperse, yet mingled with the stench of blood, rotting leaves, and the rank odor peculiar to ferocious beasts. This is the Primordial World, home to countless races: a cruel cradle where the strong prey on the weak and the law reigns supreme.
