In the ancient days of the Ravencia Empire, seven paths were forged, each embodying a distinct truth. These paths became the Seven Guilds, their influence woven into the fabric of the empire itself. Yet the identities of their creators—those who birthed the ideals that shaped the empire—remain lost. Their names have been struck from every record, their legacies clouded by the veil of time, or perhaps by hands that sought to erase them.
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Seven guilds. Seven paths. Seven truths.
Yet, the names of those who shaped them are silent. Their faces, their deeds—erased. Who were they? What was taken? And why does the shadow of their absence still linger?
Now, in the heart of the Ravencia Empire, where power swells and fades like the tides, whispers of an ancient force stir. The guilds, mountains of strength and secrets, stand at the brink of an awakening they cannot foresee.
Far from the halls of grandeur, in the fractured corners of the empire, Ronan lives a life carved by despair. Poverty clung to him like second skin, every moment a fight against the emptiness of hunger, the sting of isolation, the crushing weight of being unseen. He was a forgotten piece on a board where kings and queens and bishops and rooks and heroes and villains played their games.
And yet, as the world moved on, a spark—small and unintended—flickered. No one noticed it at first, least of all Ronan. But sparks have a way of catching, of growing into something far greater than they were ever meant to be.
And in that moment, the tide of change began to shift, quietly, carelessly, without fanfare or design.