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Four hundred years ago, before the Federation or the Empire even existed, before there was any distinction between the Northern Continent, Central Lands, or Southern Continent, the nation that controlled the world and unified all people was called the Eternal Empire.
Like the golden age described in every myth, the land was as fertile as a paradise, and the sky vast and towering like a dome. There were no natural disasters, no aberrations, no upheaval.
All things flourished, bathed in the imperial radiance, dedicating their insignificant contributions to the eternal Central Empire from birth until death. It was as enduring as the heavens and the earth, unbroken and endless. It was in this era that the Pacifier matrix was born from the heart of the Empire during a dire internal threat.
Beneath the brilliance of the great Empire, there existed a tiny, insignificant shadow. It was an organization that launched indiscriminate attacks against every institution and agency of the Empire, its singular goal from inception being the total destruction of the Eternal Empire’s radical laws.
Its earliest origins lay in a group of alchemists, fed up with the Empire’s countless restrictive laws, and unwilling to mindlessly recite the Empire’s supposed “blessings” within fixed confines. They yearned for the freedom to research, craft, and create. The banner they raised stood in stark contrast to the Empire’s supreme white. Hence, they were called Onyx[1].
From the Empire’s mid- to late-period, and even after its fall, many major events bore the mark of this organization, or were directly orchestrated by them.
By the time the Cataclysm Era began, the last traces of the Eternal Empire vanished alongside the continent’s collapse and division, and...
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