In the night sky falls a singular comet, its fiery streak ripping the horizon as the colorful spectacle makes its descent. In the distance lies four massive islands floating in the sky. Three of these islands, each boasting vastly different climates, circle around a barren middle island. Massive bridges that appear to have previously connected the three islands to the middle one are now raised in the air, blocking any reasonable transport between one island to another.

On a tall building stands a person with their arms crossed. A peculiar mask hides their expression, but it is clear from their position that they are directly staring at the comet.

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Masked Person: “So, it’s finally time.”

Their hand reaches towards their mask, adjusting it as its design becomes illuminated under the glow of the distant comet. The design showcases three triangles stacked upon each other with a glaring eye on the top.

Masked Person: “Welcome, harbinger of misfortune. I hope you can find yourself able to survive in this land of Titans.”