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As Nyx stood in the middle of the c*****e filled battle field, not a single part of him believed that the events were unfolding. That his ever peaceful childhood home had now become a battlefield that was akin to the 200 year war that had been. Two centuries of war had worn people down.
They could not bare to be part of another wave and had thus signed the treaty to ensure no such occurrence would come to pass. All sides had lost too many people to continue.
It was why each of them were absolutely angered by this new war, by the traitors who had come forth with the absolute intention to rouse the conflict that had been. They had struck whence each of them had been at their most vulnerable. After centuries of enjoying absolute peace and prosperity.
But none of the five realms woul
