That power alone writes history.
At the farthest corners of the world, where majestic mountains rise above the clouds, ancient forests breathe the secrets of thousands of years, and vast rivers flow through the sweeping plains like the veins of the earth, stood the continent of Aegisor—the largest and most mysterious continent in the world, known since ancient times as The Great Continent.
Aegisor was not merely a home to diverse nations and peoples; it was the world’s beating heart of magic.
It was the birthplace of the greatest civilizations, from which the magical arts spread to every corner of the earth.
Within its lands coexisted countless kingdoms, thriving cities, and uncharted territories where no human foot had stepped for centuries.
Yet, despite the vastness of the continent and its multitude of nations, no one ruled it in the sense that other kingdoms understood.
For in Aegisor, kings did not have the final say…
And crowns were never the symbol of true authority.
Instead, the will of the entire world was guided by the highest magical power history had ever known…
The Thirteen Mages.
Names that turned into legends, and power so immense that kings bowed in reverence, and armies retreated before a battle could even begin.
They stood at the absolute pinnacle, monitoring the balance of power among nations and races, settling disputes that could threaten the stability of the entire continent.
In a world where a person’s worth was measured by their ability to wield magic, no one dared to oppose those who held the threads of fate in their hands.
However, history…
Was never meant to remain still forever.
For even the greatest of empires, and the most powerful of authorities, could hide within their shadows the beginning of a story that would change everything.