PROLOGUE
To be honest, no one knows how it all started... The story of this place had long been lost in the history of time. As if it never even existed in the beginning, all that is left are legends told from one generation to another.
A tale of war is told, one which every creature alive knows. yes! A holy war in which gods, demons, immortal cultivators, and even the dragons had taken part... Which wiped out half of existence. Magical weapons, powerful artifacts, secret scrolls, and talismans were spread across existence.
And yet no one alive in this era could be certain about anything told in the tales. for all could be just false. But one thing certain is that the era in the tales seemed to be outside of time.
In this era, so many has happened... continents have formed. Countries, even secret forces have come into play, but one thing will always be true- it was a world where strength reigned supreme. It was not a place for weaklings.
A rumor of a divine artifact that makes one invincible is heard in the world...and with the hunt for treasure on, the world becomes chaotic more than ever uncovering mysteries that should have long disappeared.
Though it was a new beginning, deep within was something that always put the events in place. Knowing not the mysterious forces entangled to ever change the destiny of the entire Universe. It seems the ancient era is coming... and it's coming fast. The search for treasure has begun!
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Standing on the mountaintop above all existence was a young man's figure as his robe swayed from the sides along with the gentle wind. His black silk-like hair covered his face which made him look even more mysterious.
"Many are born, heroes come and go, generations after generation, each one of them rise and fall, and am always there to watch every single one of them till their very end. At the end of it all, I am all that remains". Behind the messy black hair were eyes that had a myriad of emotions, inexplicable feelings that couldn't be understood but the pain was always there.
"It's been a thousand years and still the world is the same. I have failed to make this a better place though my music still vibrates in the souls of men. Very soon a new age is coming..." The lonely figure disappeared from the spot where it was standing yet his words were heard, this time it was as if they came from all directions.