Kingdom of Mantria
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The story of a Kingdom who was once famous and well-known in the uttermost parts of the earth. That was until destruction and death came knocking at their doors. Faced with an enemy like no other, they were driven away from their own home. They moved from one kingdom to another for shelter. A story that lead to the unity of the entire human race as they faced annihilation.
A tale of heroes and legends that came together to fight a common enemy. Join them in defending the world from total extinction.
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