What would a person do after living for so long, enduring bloodshed and war? Finally obtaining peace, after living every day as they put their lives on the line for others? Arain, a Primordial Elf, had no idea how to answer that question, but with a limited lifespan out of the way, she idled her life as the years passed. Living a peaceful life as she so desperately wanted without worry, without having to re-experience the anxiety as reality hits her every time.
The world she was brought to, a world that was once young and in dire need of help, was able to finally stand on its own without the help of Primordial Beings. New races and people were born, easing the pressure that was placed on the Primordials, and eventually relieving them of it all. They were relieved of their duty, leaving many of them clueless on what to pursue.
Some went out to the unexplored and dangerous world, braving the dangers as they explored the world they had fought for. Some had pursued a peaceful life, wanting to enjoy living as a normal being, to reignite the passions they once had put aside. Some had moved on to found their own place to belong, enjoying the wealth and power that their identity brought them.
It was the Year of 3071 of the Human Era. Arain began to feel restless, as if something was about to be unleashed and bring out a storm that would disrupt her life, one that she had so heartfully wished for.
A new Era was about to come, and new heroes and legends are about to be marked in history.