Long Long ago, a war shook the foundations of this planet. Five billion humans on the planet bleeding it's resources dry, bombing it's surface and poisoning it's waters. The world, tired of parasites ruining its beauty, suddenly fought back. Continents split apart and reformed into new ones. New islands emerged from a boiling sea. New Elements hissed out from the newly cracked crust. The world destroyed itself then rebuilt in a violent fashion. Only about one billion survived the cataclysm that shook the world to its core. By the end, when the world seemed stable again, six hundred million were left to rebuild the world and learn just how much it had changed.
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I am a magic user. No one cares for me, and I don't care for them. I am an outcast and a loner. My family didn't like me that much... that's okay, they've gone away now. I've been on this island for years now, not alone, oh no. I just wish the ones who comforted me were human...
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