The river of time surges onward, while the primeval world stands frozen.
Power enough to shake the universe awakens in their blood. Some races are born incomparably strong, like true dragons soaring into the sky or great roc spreading their wings. They are born to rule.
Among the countless races, humanity is weak and constantly bullied and oppressed by others. This is a cruel world where the weak are prey to the strong!
The twenty-first century... It was a distant dream. One day, a frail human child awoke from that dream, carrying its beautiful visions and stumbling forward over blood and bones...
"Who dares call himself king from birth? Who can open his eyes and already be emperor? There is nowhere to lay the bones scattered along this road... I am not saving myself, nor am I saving humanity..."
"I am saving this unjust world, and the cold-blooded heavens above!"
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