There are more.

More universes.

Different realms, different worlds, different dimensions.

Infinitely expanding, each one vastly different from the next, but they all have one thing in common. The gods that oversee all these realms, carefully crafting them from their power combined.


One of the oldest realms contains the world of ancient civilization of controllers, manipulators. Humans who influenced the elements with their body and spirit. Pandora was divided up into four continents, four kingdoms, each one for the elements respectively.

Unfortunately, such is the human nature, they fell into war.

It was a great and terrible war, a war that tore the earth open, scorched the trees, boiled the ocean, and blackened the sky.

They were tearing their realm apart, the realm that the gods had so carefully crafted for them. Forced into action lest they see their cultivated work drift into the void, the gods decided to send one of their own. Eirene, the goddess of peace, relinquished her hold on her physical body, stripping herself to a spirit. A spirit that merged with a pandorian, this granted them the godly power over all the elements.

Together, the spirit of peace and the pandorian were able to soothe the conflict between the kingdoms. Ushering in a new era of peace, a peace that enemies and dark forces would constantly try to thwart and always fail. As the pandorians body grew old and died, Eirene moved her spirit to a new kingdom, to a brand new pandorian. Who would grow to become to the new Eirense.

A new cycle began.

From kingdom to kingdom, keeping the peace until it was their time to step into the light. For millennia, an unbroken circle of light, eventually the darkness receded and the war became a distance memory in history texts.


Young, new, untested.

A world of science through calculated magic.

Four countries instead of kingdoms. Devan encompassing the frigid North. Ruthborn tangled in the balmy jungles of the West. Destrin to the plains of the East. The unclaimed desert to the South. With Fenran in the center, the world power.

This world is on the brink of disaster, and they don't even know it.

A terrible evil, greater than anything anyone in any realm has faced before is brewing the shadows. Something that wants to devour Floriese, that wants to pit the countries against each other.

Something that wants the dethrone the gods.

They feel threatened by this new rise of power in this realm, but are unwilling to sacrifice another one of their one like Eirene.

So what do they do?

They need someone to keep the peace.

Someone to defeat this evil.

How do they find someone like this?

They turn...

...To Pandora.