Epigraph
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‘Eternity began at the precipice
of destruction.
The fields, mountains, deserts, seas, forests and
winter plains witnessed unending chaos and bloodshed.
Barbarity and perpetual war purged the
land and preyed on the innocent.
Existence was a grim torture all were forced to
endure.
But a light shone across the darkness,
emanating from the land’s centre.
The beacon of hope was none other than Silas Opulus,
a hero of pure heart and soul.
Surrounded by those like him, he cleansed the land of the barbaric and savage, the wicked and cruel.
Those born of evil fell before them and, in their place, rose civilisation that reached to the beaches and out into the seas.
The People’s Kingdom, born from adversity, ruled with Silas at its throne. He divided the land among the races. The four great nations formed.
To the canine and lupine went the winter plains of the north for their bravery and steel against evil.
To the rabbits went the sun-kissed fields and hills of the east for their intelligence and sophistication.
To the deer went the thick forests and swamps of the west for their undying faith.
To the felines went the scorching deserts and soothing tropics of the south for their devotion and cunning.
All those who enjoyed peace were welcomed to the centre of the People’s Kingdom, regardless of their allegiance or race.
Silas chose his own people, the felines, to serve as the realm’s sworn protectors and formed the mighty Opulusian Legion.
The Kingdom of Opulus entered the world and, holding its paw, a newly-found era of peace followed.’
‘THE ORIGINS OF VOS DRAEMAR’, 22 (ADGREDIOM)
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