It begins with silence. The wind drifts through the jagged peaks, whistling over shattered ruins and fractured landmasses that float, tethered to reality by invisible strings of force. Sar'do-Nor was once a world of empires and glory, a jewel of unity and knowledge.
Then the Great Calamity came.
The skies were torn apart, rivers boiled, and cities crumbled into dust. None now live who remember that cataclysm, only the wreckage it left behind: the floating shards of Barsida, scattered to the winds of time. And yet, life endured.
For six centuries, the people of Sar'do-Nor have eked out survival in the shadow of what came before. Scattered villages cling to the remnants of fertile soil; mountain strongholds dig deep for precious ores; the sea offers meagre refuge, its storms cruel and unrelenting. Forgotten machines lie buried, rusting in fields and ruins, their purpose lost to the ages. Even the stars—once a guiding light—are now regarded with suspicion and fear.
Yet, in this desolation, a new leader arises. You.
Then the Great Calamity came.
The skies were torn apart, rivers boiled, and cities crumbled into dust. None now live who remember that cataclysm, only the wreckage it left behind: the floating shards of Barsida, scattered to the winds of time. And yet, life endured.
For six centuries, the people of Sar'do-Nor have eked out survival in the shadow of what came before. Scattered villages cling to the remnants of fertile soil; mountain strongholds dig deep for precious ores; the sea offers meagre refuge, its storms cruel and unrelenting. Forgotten machines lie buried, rusting in fields and ruins, their purpose lost to the ages. Even the stars—once a guiding light—are now regarded with suspicion and fear.
Yet, in this desolation, a new leader arises. You.