[I'll try to post six chapters a day for the next five days to make up for the delay in the mass release and, well, the four missing chapters, hahaha.]
While the merchant confederations of Blackwatch were nearing their end, peace still reigned in the kingdom of burning ice.
The nobility, already certain of the imminent victory of their forces, celebrated in their halls.
The common folk also went about their peaceful lives, oblivious to the turmoil of distant battlefields.
Only those strange beings blessed by the gods—practically immortal—remained immersed in chaos.
These were, of course, the players.
At that very moment, at the base of the eternal mountains, deep within an imposing castle of shadows, a group of thirty players had gathered.
Each had reached the third stage, sporting a wide variety of classes and equipment of exceptional quality.
