The endless ocean, sharp as a knife, slices through the continent, leaving fragmented lands drifting toward the poles, forming two unique regions.
Alloy battleships set sail from the Eight Great Kingdoms, tirelessly shuttling back and forth between the Domain of Chaos and the kingdoms along millennia-old routes through the fog.
This shattered land breeds evil; chaos, bloodshed, and riots are constant. The City Lord who governs this place turns a blind eye. The City Lord of the Domain of Chaos is incredibly mysterious, with none having seen his true appearance for a thousand years.
"City Lord, the collapses have become more frequent in recent years... During the major collapse not long ago, many miners died, and 'ore' extraction has become increasingly difficult. Now, even Fifth Level Warriors can barely mine at the lower levels, only able to extract ore from the middle strata..."
