Since the dawn of humanity, the strive for evolution and revolution has led us to unseen heights. But chasing for these new heights was just another one of humanity's greed,
greed never comes unpunished. Salvation for humanity's everlasting greed came 122 years ago. Human technological advancements seemed to prevail over all or at least they thought.
Year is 533 "BM" before magic, humanities golden age seemed like it would never stop until nations flourished under their technological advancements they pursued the thrill. One day a ticket to humanity's demise fell the sky turned crimson, they screamed, it's the apocalypse, they shouted on this day an immense silver shining meteor entered the world, this was humanity's doom . The meteor collision didn't hit or affect any empires directly but it left a mark on the world. Although the quakes made its existence wide spread the meteor emanated ether energy and vanished leaving what is known as Runestones and an empty husk of metal.
The meteor effects aren't what caused the spiral of humanity, it was what humanity did with these new found accolades, the pursuit of power caused nations that used to gloat of their achievements to savages using their success for destruction to fight over the metal from the meteor, metal so strong metal which shined a silver so shiny it glimmered bright enough to be only described as a miracle. The world plummeted into war. These wars torched the skies black, blood stained lands as people used their knowledge and might to divide and conquer mutations sprung in foreign lands and the birth of monsters and destruction of lands chemical war as cost and lands paid this cost , wars to trial and to conquer, humanity was thrown into chao.
Until the discovery of the rune and the truth of its existence to shape destiny and manifest dreams they said.
With the age of magic upon mankind the world divided into 7 nations with these new nations formed it was right to give this new era a name "AM" after magic. The nation of Glyphbound, a nation exceptional in their studies of the rune and evolution of magic
A land of prosperous growth and ingenuity all this is the cover for a hidden truth deep below the perfect kingdom in the shadows of the nation of Glyphbound a nation which was born from Xavier Zenithyne, Xavier was a man of little words after the aftermath of of the great aetherial meteor he stepped up taking center stage of the world and founding a nation Xavier's artifact slows his ageing the older he gets the slower he ages, his discoveries have led to new wonders but this perfect nation was only half perfect.
The main kingdom of solarlunian a shining kingdom of innovation home to geniuses and prodigies of the arts truly a place of astonishment using magic to cultivate and prosper, along the end of it was a tremendous bridge connecting to the slums and under this slum was the underworld named Lunemire, although it's under the slums its nothing but extraordinary a steampunk underground world lack of sunlight makes living condition unbearable but the sheer perseverance of the people have made this place slightly liveable.
Lunemire thrived on their creativity and adaptability even if it's unbelievable. It's like these people can't accept fate and keep pushing knowing they'll never beat the high world.
Everyone always hear tales of Xavier the great or The philosopher Xavier but he keeps lunemire a secret he's ashamed, he's only proud of the high world the kingdom of Solarlunian a pristine and clean kingdom can a man so great not care about his people who are dying sick or are barely getting enough to eat while the rich masquerade living lives of lies over dead bodies.
Unacceptable I can't stand it a boy murmured to himself it, I want change they hide behind magic they left technology and us in the past I won't stand for this injustice i'll show them the truth of the prevailing technology, I'll show them a real inventor, technology is all I have and it's all i'll ever have, Ill show the high world people what sovereignty is, what true technology is.
It's the year 120 "AM" after magic, specifically the Grey district, the underworld is split into districts, these districts consist of the Blue district for living among most people , Grey is the outskirts district nothing but mountains of stones and other junk , Orange is the main town centers and other shops , Red is well yeah Its the adult district, Silver which is next to grey its where scrap metals and other things fall from the High world and lastly the black district which no one is allowed to go to. In the grey district the sound of loud rummaging can be heard as we see a young boy no older than 15 search through piles of metal.
The boy picks up a piece of glowing silver metal, a wide and mischievous grin appears across his face followed by a smile, he begins to run his overcoat blowing as he speeds he must to catch the next train or he would be scolded he thinks.