The beginning of time... what did it even mean? It was a statement that could have many meanings, and none all at the same time.
For as far as the history books spoke, as far back as millennials ago, the beginning of time was marked by the advent of the dark empire.
The rise of the Dark Lord, the enslavement of the great beasts of Asvar, the beginning of one supreme reign and world dominion, it was the oldest tale told, a tale as old as time itself.
But was this truly the beginning of time? Was there a world before that tale? And what was the world before that tale? Was it a time of complete peace? A blissful existence trampled on by the dark empire?
Had there ever been a time the stronghold had known true peace freedom, all species independent of each other and what had those times been?
Above all else, had the dark empire been the true enemy from the beginning? Or as it was with many souls, had the passing of time bred greed and darkened hearts?