Chapter 339.1
Since humanity began recording history… in this world, that meant about a thousand years.
Expressions like “since the Lighthouse Keeper Luadin brought forth the Dawn Tablet” or “since the beginning of the Age of Light” followed the same pattern. Human civilization had begun alongside the Codex of Light, and all civilizations before that, no matter how grand their structures or nations, were classified as the era of “barbarism.”
The history before that was erased and worn away, passed down only through oral tradition. Only the glorious history of humanity after the start of the Age of Light was preserved in written records.
And now, Brother Horhel, a monk, was standing on the verge of witnessing the largest war since the dawn of history. He watched from a high hill as the main forces of the Dawn Army marched forward.
Once a crowd grew large enough, it no longer appeared as individuals moving, but like the flow of a river.
People bumped into each other, split apart, and bypassed obstacles in motions that mirrored the behavior of fluids.
However, what Horhel imagined now was not a river. He envisioned the tide slowly rising toward the shore, an unstoppable force that would soon submerge the land completely.
Yet, this tidal wave did not consist solely of humans.
Thud. Thud. Thud.