[M] Mannaful ~MadinWonderland & Shades of Gray
Once there was world above ours, it's pale blue rings brushing the surface of our mortal planet, Makai. Our ancestors named it Silas, after the first human who traveled across those blue rings. He discovered the world to be brimming with something that could never be found on our world; magic. Everything there was created by the magic. The people, we've come to call them elves, were designed by the mystical world, their skin glowed with the magic that coursed through their veins. The magic made them strong, stronger than any of us humans but it also gave them wariness of their power. None would use their powers for evil, only to protect and heal. For many years, our two races got along but we became greedy and demanded their power. A war began, a war that lasted thousands of years. Until one day, their world moved. It was as if a thousand earthquakes struck at once, it was a cataclysm. Mountains moved, seas vanished and whole countries were cast underwater. When the chaos ended, we found ourselves to be alone, the world above us so close yet out of our reach now. Our world was left with an irreplaceable scar, a huge chasm that stretched along the area where the rings had connected to our planet. Some magic remained but it was weak, barely able to light a torch. Now, we've come up with our own magic; firepower. Already the plans have begun, the plans to retrieve the true magic from Silas.
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