Post by Solus on Jan 4, 2011 4:11:09 GMT -7
A hundred and fifty years into a horrific and cruel future, there is only one. As global warming took hold, freak weather occurrences became constant and disease started to take hold. War savaged those who survived, and Nations dwindled, dying off one by one as their people died and their cultures merged.
The seas rose in a slow and steady tide, until there was only Solus. A single island in a turbulent ocean, battered by sea storms, high winds and frequent rain.
On this island gathered those who could, but society soon split dramatically: those who had it all, who maintained the fortunate lifestyle of the rich from the old world, and those who had to support those lucky few. The Highlanders and the Lowlanders. Living in a sheltered city, away from the furious ocean, those from the High Lands lived a luxurious lifestyle, while those who lived in the Low Land city were constantly battling the ocean winds and storms.
And above them all, in a sacred hall, lived the mysterious and powerful Solus, leading the people through a puppet government.
It was into this divided and battered environment that, one by one, the old Nations were reborn. Now mortal and aging, and with no memories of their past lives, they seemed no different to the people around them until, slowly but surely, they begin to remember…
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