Sentient races since the beginnings of their primordial sentience had always the deepest and nonsensical fears that they lock away in the darkest chasms of their mind. To their dismay that same dark fear called upon the attention of something leagues above the monsters that may only exist within fantasy. A creature ever adapting, ever intelligent and ever cunning.

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When came the day they conquered fear, this powerful beast entered a deep slumber lasting for centuries. Soon during the beast’s slumber rose the kingdoms and nations where this new age grew prosperous, but we all know there is a darkness within all of us. People grew greedy, lustful, and have gained an unprecedented amount of pride. They were corrupted. Tainted by malice. Why wouldn’t they, during the beast’s slumber, it became nothing more than a myth or story to scare little children not to wander off to far. This was all about to change, the oppression and fear had an unwanted effect. What effect?

Let’s just say this woke up Manveil.