Far away from Valdros, the exact same nightmare had already begun unfolding across the other kingdoms as well.
Within the sacred kingdom of Seraphelle, King Sheron stood inside the highest tower overlooking the vast silver forests surrounding his territory. Unlike the harsh rocky lands of Valdros, Seraphelle was covered by enormous luminous trees and rivers filled with Magic energy of the spirit. The kingdom had always been known for its harmony with nature and its powerful Spirit Mages who cultivated alongside the forest itself.
But now that harmony had begun collapsing.
Reports had already arrived from multiple Spirit Watchers stationed throughout the outer forests. Strange cracks had appeared across the ground between the roots of the ancient trees. Dark mist continuously leaked from within them while corruption slowly spread through the surrounding vegetation.
Entire sections of the forest had already started dying.
