World of Aersioth

Disclaimer: This is a story long in the making, I won't be placing great emphasis in wattpad because I plan to take it down for other uses.

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The world of Irsioth, a land ruled by magic and monsters. Terrorizing the people since recorded history

Civilization has adapted to meet these challenges.

The civilized nations of the West have rejected this fate by the monsters and have sought to fight against these entities.

The orientals in the east have resorted to peaceful means of coexisting or contracting these supernatural entities to maintain harmony.

The many lands of barbarians and savagery have learned the fruitlessness of fighting these entities and have resigned themselves to their fates. These realms, either through rejection or acceptance, have all learned to accept the natural order.

All, but three.

one has slumbered for thousands of years, one who has the power to drastically change the world, one whose actions will never be forgotten by generations.

The other has hidden its identity from the people of Irsioth, basking in its isolation of supremacy. Influencing the world for generations till now.

The last is embroiled in a never-ending conflict of its own making, yet it possesses the means to shake the world to a change unseen for the people of Irsioth.

These empires so great that the whole of Irsioth would tremble before it's might. In a war that will cost millions.