The closer he got to this point, the more anxious and uneasy he became.
"Buzz!"
And so, the two stepped together into the Teleportation Gate.
...
Continent of Conflict, this is the name the natives gave to the land beneath their feet.
They are clearly an extremely powerful race, even here where Legends are as common as dogs and Mythic Levels roam freely, under such circumstances, the Teleportation Technique should have long been a household skill. Yet, for the people of this continent, only a handful can perform teleportation.
The others, mostly commoners, exhaust their own Life Force to generate short-term combat power.
In this world where a 3-year-old must start clearing chimneys to make a living, and a 4-year-old carries a spear several times taller than themselves to go to war, even the simple act of survival is something many people don't even dare to imagine.
The younger generation begins to fantasize, to dream of the once "unified era" told by the elders.
