Act 3 – The Shattered Balance

With the dragons gone, the mortals claimed what remained of the world as their own. The age of guidance had ended, and for the first time, mortals stood unchallenged beneath a quiet, empty sky.

But the balance was broken. The veins of the earth began to wither, the skies grew dim, and blight crept across the once-living lands. Yet the mortals, blind to the decay, turned their eyes to conquest. They seized new territories, fought among themselves for power, and let their worst nature rise unchecked—too consumed by ambition to face what was truly dying around them.

The Ashen Lands now stand on the edge of silence, its soil sickening and its rivers darkening more with each passing season. What once thrived under the wings of balance struggles to survive beneath the weight of mortal greed. The winds carry whispers of the old world, but few still listen.

And still, the world endures—fractured, fading, yet unwilling to fall. The fire that once guided it stirs faintly beneath the surface, waiting for those who might see beyond the ruin... and remember what was lost.