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Um mundo onde seres e criaturas de todo tipo e espécies conviveram em harmonia por milhares e milhares de anos mas tudo isso acabou quando por um motivo desconhecido os seres começaram a ser possuídos pelo poder e a ganância. Os seres começaram a dividir-se em clãs e viver em territórios diferentes considerando os de outras espécies inimigos. Ser podereso e ter poder era tudo que importava e cada clã buscava tal poder que acreditavam estar enterrado algures dentro dos 7 reinos. 
Mas por algum motivo também desconhecido alguns seres não foram afectados,  estes refugiaram-se em um local desconhecido chamado KunLun, eles apesar de serem de diferentes espécies estão tentando achar uma forma de fazer com que tudo volte a normalidade, porém estão enfrentando várias dificuldades porque o único lugar seguro que ficou é a ilha onde eles estão.
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