Long ago, there was a time when the sun bathed the surface of all creation. Its rays touching everything within its reach, leaving boundless energy behind to travel throughout the realms. The lands were rich with life and magic; the dragon’s magic. The Nine Great Races knew nothing but joy and peace, their mortal beings blessed by the divine gifts. However; it did not last. Nothing ever did. The peace that the Nine Great Races knew; shattered. Many years, corruption swept throughout the realms like a flood. Pestilence and decay spread deep within the land, consuming the life and soul of anything it touched. Leaving behind hollow shells, denied the finality of death, that roamed the realms mercilessly. Generations passed down tales that were left behind by the Great Dragon. A prophecy that tells of two queens born at the end of an era. Their lives entwined with the Realms. Together, they will bind the great stones as one and banish the pestilence. However; another tale tells of one who may fall to the darkness, taking them both into the abyss, condemning the realms to the darkness. Two queens, two choices, two sides. The scale of fate holds life and ruin on the precipice. But which fate is stronger?