When the Great War reached its absolute peak, there was no longer a victor who could celebrate, nor a defeated who had anything left to lose.
The continent was dying.
Cities that had flourished for centuries became ruins covered in ash, and the rivers that once carried life were mingled with the blood of those who fell on the battlefields, until it seemed that Aegisor itself was about to draw its final breath.
It was then…
That the world’s most powerful leaders made an unprecedented decision.
For the first time in history, representatives of the five entities sat around a single table, carrying not their weapons, but the very future of the world in their hands.
From that meeting, the greatest alliance Aegisor had ever known was born…
The Council of the Thirteen Mages.
It was no ordinary council; it was the supreme authority that every inhabitant of the continent swore to respect.
To preserve the balance of power, the seats were meticulously distributed among the world’s most powerful representatives.
Three seats were designated for the greatest mages of the Humans…
Five for the sages of the Elves, possessors of wisdom spanning thousands of years…
Two seats for the lords of the Demons, who pledged to restrain their darkness for the survival of the world…
Two seats for the titans of the Dragons, guardians of the forbidden magic…
As for the final seat, it was granted to the highest of the Spirits, to stand as a witness to the covenant and a guardian of the balance among them all.
Since that day…
The power of no single race was enough to impose its will alone; instead, the decisions of the Council became the law that governed the entire continent.
Thus, the curtain fell on a war that had lasted for three centuries, and a new era began, known in the history books as The Age of the Great Peace.
Seventy years…
Seven whole decades, during which Aegisor witnessed no all-out war, until many believed that the time of tragedies had truly become a part of the past.
However, history…
Was never one to forget its wounds.
Deep within the continent, the seeds of a new catastrophe were silently growing, awaiting the moment when the curses would return to knock on the world’s doors once more.