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The Lunaria Continent had a rough beginning. Wars. Constant wars with the desert tribes, the island tribes, and the plains tribes. Along with the occasional alliances with the Dwarves and the Elves, the Lunaria Continent had seen its fair share of wars.

It has since been 10,000 years and now it is the year 5,395. In the month of August, a flicker of a civil war was brewing.

The Rigel Kingdom, famed for its Magic Knights as well as the leader of the human nations, had four sectors. The Northern sector was where the Capital was located. It is surrounded by vast plentiful plains as well as mountains and forests. It was paradise for all environmental tastes. The Southern sector was a plains area that bordered the Mustashum Kingdom to its Southeast and the Luna’tesh kingdom to the southwest. This sector was where most of the food from crops were gathered. The Eastern sector was a forest area that was slowly turning into a desert. The Abdul desert, the border of Mustashum and the Rigel Kingdom was growing ever larger. The Western sector was a mountainous region that had only a few paths to its port cities. Further west, would be the Lunaria Federation’s nation.

There, in the southern sector of the Rigel Kingdom, was where the flickers began. Quite suddenly and quietly, the food that was stored in the granaries for the winter season, was gone.

The farmers went wild and demanded to know where their hard work had gone. They blamed the magicians but then the magicians could never do something like this. The granaries were protected from all sorts of magic spells and no one could steal all of them in such a short order.

They began to doubt each other as they never knew who placed food in the granaries and thought that everyone kept their own reapings. This mistrust then leaked to their children and they began to blame the nobility and the councilmen.

Their children were naïve in such aspects as they had shed blood and tears with each other and knew that the other would not betray them. But those in power, they never shed not even a whit of sweat. They doubted immediately and began to hate them.

It took five years for this feeling to sink deep. No one from outside of the Southern sector knew as this information was kept hidden by some unknown force.

It grew in power and spread to the Eastern sector first. Bandits started appearing and the commoners had to sell their family to make ends meet. Slavery ran rampant and the economy stabilized for a time.

Another five years passed and the economy and well being deteriorated once more. It now spread to the Western sector and now even the Northern sector knew that something was wrong.

The king sent his trusted advisor, the Prime Minister, to see what was wrong and make sure that what he heard was nothing but a rumour or just a small event that simply happened to reach his ears.

The Prime Minister came back and all was well again. It had been a rumour and had just happened to the Southern sector for a mere three years and has already been solved.

Relaxed, the king turned his eyes away from domestic affairs to international. He was to sign a treaty that would allow all the nations of the Lunaria Continent to go to Asmodeus Academy. No longer would it be a human only school but will now accept all the other races.

The Prime Minister on the other hand was pleased. He had done his task successfully and without any trouble. He stood next to his king and watched him as he went about his business. A sparkle or longing would appear on his eyes every now and then but just as it appeared it would be gone.

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