They claim that there exists a place...

A place captured by magic and beauty. Towns and cities filled with bustling people and creatures, conversing happily among one another. A place of vast, fruitful grasslands that seemed to continue, limitless. Mountains that reached high above the clouds, desperate to touch the skies above them. Oceans that reached to deepests parts of the abyss.

There are those who travel these lands in search of their own passions. led by their sub-monarchs, their gods, and sometimes themselves. Though they are individual and unique, still they cling to unity. Banded together by themselves, for themselves. That is what they claim, and they are proud to say so. Confident even in the darkest times, and they grow more persistent by each passing day. Together they have built and settled this place of endless wilderness, and somehow, they have kept it's foundation from crumbling within itself.

I have watched as great roads split valleys, and tamed jungles. I have watched as great temples of marble rose from the ground. I watched as brave souls have crossed the endless ocean. I have watched cities of gold and alabaster grow and flourish.

And now....

I will watch it burn