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. . . The World of Mivalkari . . .
A land wilted far beyond recognition of its former glory. Where there was once culture now exists wasteland. Where there were once guardians now exist monsters in disguise. Truly, The World of Mivalkari is a place of devastation. But rotting food is not left to just decompose naturally, someone will eventually come to take out waste.
. . . The Conqueror . . .
A terrifying figure looming from across the seas afar. He had not been idle in the rotting corpse of a World that is Mivalkari. He had picked the apple from its tree had been watching, stalking from afar waiting for his opportunity to destroy these lands, now weak and susceptible. His time has not yet arrived, but his moment for devastation is abound and the fate of Mivalkari will soon be one in his image.
But
Within the apple exists a seed and within the Dying flames of the lantern exists a candle; There exists a bright kindle within Mivalkari that can reignite these flames of death. The current is bleak and the end is nigh, but this one kindle can rekindle the other dead sparks and reignite the flames to meet its predator in battle . . .
. . . and their name is Stormie, the last WeatherFairy. Hidden from the chaos ensuing and the devastation preceding is an individual who shall recieve their calling and return, revitalizing the world from which they came from. But the Conqueror will pounce, nothing can prevent that, and so Stormie must be quick to return to this incapacitated world. Stormie must somehow inspire reignition within the spirits who remain, prepare for the barrage of the Conqueror, and learn of the fire they so seek to recreate. But whether Stormie fails or suceeds, it certaintly will be a story for the ages. The story that shall be told here, in fact.