Chapter 10: City of Knights (I)
"Sooo... what exactly happened to the world when I was gone?"
As Gray walked through the forest, Jasmine curiously asked him.
"...Like I know what the world was like when you were active," Gray scoffed slighly, before settling down in a rock.
"Stingy..."
Gray rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Sure, sure... let me give you the basics of this world then."
He shifted on the rock, stretching his limbs as he leaned slightly back, his voice low and thoughtful, almost like a teacher giving a lesson.
"There are four great continents that form this world."
He raised a finger.
"Althuras. The heart of civilization. The continent of empires, magic, and divine temples. This is where the central kingdoms rose, where nobles rot in golden palaces, and where old monsters wear crowns. The ’civilized’ world, as they call it."
Then he raised another.
"Zephyros. The wind-shredded continent. A place of sandstorms, floating isles, and beasts made of lightning. The land shifts every season. Tribes and warbands fight to survive, and no single kingdom has ever lasted more than a hundred years there. But even still, I’d say it’s more honest than Althuras."