Prologue

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I know, I'm not a great map maker :(
Iaflower12 Helped me with the writing.
Anyway let's start the story :)

Peace, as fragile as glass.

And when it's broken, fixing it will be near impossible.

When seeing the world that once was a peaceful and beautiful land, now turned into a dark and heartless wasteland.

It makes you wonder how it could end so bad.

How did the glass break up in so many pieces?

Can it ever be fixed?

This world...

This land...

Why had it come to this, why couldn't it  just stay peaceful?

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