Ten years is just a blink of an eye.
Ten years ago, most of this continent was still a barren land, with honest farmers working hard, and women carrying baskets walking occasionally on the dusty streets.
At that time, the highest status was just a jurisdiction, and the most prosperous areas were just a few messy small towns.
People still don't understand what it means to live in a state of dissipation.
The folk customs are peaceful and there are no heroes yet.
Ten years ago, Aro was a little girl who often looked out the window in confusion, while Tange was just a child with too much energy and caused trouble everywhere. Pitami was even a little baby in swaddling clothes, without even opening his eyes.
They had not met at that time, but the story had already begun.
The fate of everything is still unknown.