Backworld, City of Luck —
A massive teleportation array had been established in the very heart of the city's central park.
When it finally activated, brilliant light spilled across the plaza, and waves of humanoid figures began to emerge one after another.
Countless human Awakeners arrived through its glowing gates, their faces filled with awe and disbelief.
But they were not the only ones.
Alongside them came the many races of the world—beastfolk, elves, and other wanderers of the void—as well as those once branded prisoners.
These beings followed the flow of spatial energy, stepping through the portal with cautious anticipation.
Yet, the moment their feet touched the ground of the City of Luck, nearly all of them froze. Something felt… wrong.
The air itself seemed thicker, charged with an ancient and unfathomable force.
