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As everyone knew, in the distant past, before the Southern Continent, Northern Continent, Central Lands, and Thousand Island were separated, when the world was still whole and undivided, everything in the mortal realm was under the control of the Eternal Empire.
After the primordial Age of Chaos came to an end, the Eternal Empire unified all things and ruled over everything. It was a dominion that lasted for thousands upon thousands of years. Its terrifying power, sturdy foundations, and accumulated wealth spoke for themselves.
Under such circumstances, for members of the resistance organization known as Onyx, what they needed most, aside from determination and perseverance, was something even more crucial: the ability to escape.
Facing the empire’s periodic crackdowns, its scorched-earth offensives that wiped out strongholds, and its siege tactics of sealing off and starving everything out, the early Onyx members could do little more than drift from place to place, hiding in dark corners. Living from hand to mouth, never knowing where the next meal would come from, was the norm.
What? Workshops? Dream on, bud! Even if you were just putting up a simple brick house, before the roof beams were even in place, the empire would already tear it down and grind it into dust. Building a workshop was impossible. Newly planted wheat would be uprooted, pregnant sows in pens would be slaughtered, and even the earthworms in the soil would be cut in h...
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