Chapter 1: Prologue
What happens when the creatures that were once tamed begin to remember what it felt like to rule again?They called it the Age of Dominion.
Thousands of years before the new rising of the creatures that were once tamed, echoes of shouts that were without end were consistently heard, putting the living to fear and confusion of the unknown.
A rift appeared between realms, shattering the sky with echoes of thunder rushing down to the earth, releasing ancient beasts, magical anomalies and apocalyptic storms as humans were devastated left to fight for their lives. In the mist of this chaos, only one law remained- Tame or be Torn Apart-and this was the only law that ensured safety.
From the hail infused chaos, emerged a new era where Beast Tamers and Beast Lords rule through supernatural powers and pacts with mutated creatures. Cities became stronghold and guilds became warlords.
The living could defend themselves from this weired looking creatures as this brought tranquility to the earth. Human rode thunder Wolves; massive, lupine beasts with fur like rolling storm clouds with a sonic roar that can rupture rocks and shatter weak minds across storm-choked skies.
Humans has the ability to bend lava serpents, spewing a torrent of molten fire into siege engines. Titans of bone, primordial giants and decay served as guardians for guild strongholds. Our towers kissed the clouds, our cities bloomed in craters, and even the Veil. The breach between worlds will not dare to grow wider under our gaze.
And for a season... the world obeyed humans.
But power, rage, flames, consumes what it cannot befriend.
Over centuries, the guild weakened, pride and sense of dominance. The ancient bloodlines of tamers began to disappear.
Rituals that were once carved in sacred stones and mountains were done in convenience and arrogance. Guilds turned from sacred pacts to political war. Tamers forgot the reverence required to quench what should not exist. And slowly, the chains broke, the abyss set loose, the earth quaked.