In another continent, far from the lands where the Holy Kingdom stood, there existed a place where the air itself felt heavier, where the ground was cracked by countless battles, and where towering structures made of bone and stone rose like monuments to strength and conquest.
Inside one of those structures, deep within a vast chamber lit by flickering flames, a group of figures stood gathered around a massive table carved from a single slab of black rock.
At the center of that table lay a detailed map.
Not just a simple drawing, but a living projection, its surface filled with moving images, flowing mana, and faint illusions that displayed events occurring far away in real time.
Tiny figures clashed across miniature landscapes, beasts roared, and entire regions pulsed with energy as if the map itself was alive.
