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Nahgia
The world grows old. It's beginning to crumble. It is dying. It has seen the rise and fall of many nations, many races, and many eras. It's now entering its twilght years. Some have come to accept this fate and succumn to the hopelessness, or just try to live out the rest of their lives in peace; some fight against it, and either try to stop its inevitability, or take out those who they see as the cause for it; Some simply go mad, following their most feral instincts under the insane philosophy that "The world is burning anyways, so might as well have some fun before we all die".