The world did not end in fire, nor in ice. It ended in silence. The silence of ruined cities, the hush of two billion lives lost in the wake of a war that left humanity gasping for breath. On March 2, 2047, the war ceased, but what came after was not peace. It was a transformation.
The Earth, wounded and weary, stood still under a crimson sky. Ashes blanketed the land, and the remnants of nations were gathered under a single banner. Yet, as the world tried to rebuild, something else emerged from the wreckage, something beyond human comprehension. Creatures twisted and reshaped by unseen forces, forests growing wilder and denser overnight, and the very air seemed to hum with an unknown energy known as mana.
Dr. Elias Voss had spent decades studying genetics, ecology, and the delicate balance between nature and life. He had witnessed oddities before, birds with two sets of lungs, amphibians that could glow in the dark, but he had always dismissed them as mere anomalies. Yet, now, as he looked upon the changes unraveling before his eyes, he realized he had ignored the warning signs for too long. Animals once known to man were mutating at a rapid pace. Some thrived, adapting with ease to the strange, pulsing energy that now flowed through the Earth, while others perished, unable to withstand the shift. The ecosystem itself was rewriting its own rules.
The waters were the first to bear the cost of change. Aquariums worldwide reported mass die-offs of marine life. Creatures that depended on balance and precision found themselves suffocated by something unseen, something their bodies rejected. Horses, too, suffered; their massive forms spasmed uncontrollably before collapsing lifeless. Yet, amidst the death and decay, others evolved. Wolves prowled in packs with newfound intelligence, their eyes glowing with unnatural light. Eagles soared higher than ever before, their bodies moving with the grace of something beyond nature. And deep within the forests, beasts previously unknown to mankind stirred, their presence a whispered legend waiting to be written.
Humanity was not spared from the shift. When the waves of energy spread across the world, not all could withstand it. Some fell into comas, their bodies unable to handle the sheer force that now coursed through the planet. Others awoke crippled, unable to move as mana, a word now whispered in reverence and fear, suffused the air. But the children born in this new era were different. While their parents struggled to comprehend what had happened, these infants displayed abilities no human had possessed before. A mere thought, an act of will, and the world responded to them. Some levitated objects before they could walk; others whispered words that made plants bloom or shadows twist. These abilities, however, were raw and unshaped, instinctual rather than refined.
Yet, the world was no longer theirs alone. The collision had not simply altered Earth, it had merged it with another realm entirely. The people of this other world had lived with mana for millennia, wielding spells, forging weapons infused with magic, and fighting monsters that had never existed in Earth's history. Their lands were untamed, their kingdoms built upon the mastery of elements, and their survival hinged upon understanding the force that governed them. To them, magic was not a gift but a necessity. Unlike the instinct-driven abilities of Earth's newborns, magic in this world required incantations, spoken words of power that drew mana from the surroundings to weave spells into existence.
Mana itself could be harnessed and stored within individuals in the form of mana cores, crystalline structures within the body that determined one's magical potential and strength. These cores developed over time and followed a hierarchy
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