Sword God's Awakening

This world was prosperous. This world was kind. This world was just.  Long ago, everyone on the land was happy and peaceful. Although the land was full of different races, the land's people didn't see race.  The cold, the warm, the plains, the mountains... Although the land was separated into sections like this, everyone lived united. The prosperity of our beautiful land ended a thousand years ago when an unknown section of the planet was completely wiped out by unknown events. To this day, not a single adventurer has explored what has come to be known as the "unknown lands." After these unknown events, wiping out an unknown population off the face of the planet, and rendering part of the land as completely uninhabitable, the peoples of the lands which were spared by the merciless chaos learned a new concept.  This concept was the concept of struggle.  Never before had anyone struggled. But now, struggle has become a normal thing for many who live in the spared lands.  A class system was forced into society.  The poor starved, the working class struggled every day just to maintain their lives, and the nobles and royalties enjoyed life. Naturally, everyone had accepted these conditions as a normal in society. "Someone has to starve for the majority of us to be able to eat, right?"  Then, one day, the storms came.  Everyone believed that, seemingly with no mercy, the Gods were torturing the peoples of the land.  Now, nature has always taken its course, and everyone knows that natural disasters are a simple byproduct of living in the beautiful world. Caused by natural imbalances in the mana and life energy of the world, natural disasters caused issues that were not all that difficult to solve. However, the natural disasters that began 150 years ago were unlike any other that the world has ever seen.  These storms caused so much havoc all across the land that the already-overwhelming gap between the rich and the poor became unimaginably massive. A large amount of people lived without eating every day. Racisms grew and the three great races separated into three nations: 1. The Nation of the Elves: Alfheim 2. The Nation of the Humans: Marik  3. The Nation of the Demi-Humans: Ingrasia By way of the Treaty of Races, all three nations' leaders took an oath not to engage in violence against each other, however, they bared far too much hatred for each other to remain united. In every single one of these Nations, the gap between the poor and the rich was immense. Everyone had given up on the injustices of society and the mystery of the unknown lands, which even the strongest adventurers dared not venture to.  But one boy had a dream beyond dreams. One boy, who was born and raised in a low-middle class home, who had to work day in and day out to support his family of three, hoped to change the entire world.  He wanted to solve the mystery of a thousand years ago, and he wanted all three races to live in harmony. This just boy was named Justus.