It's surprisingly difficult to decide what to write about when you know what will happen. Past. Present. Future. Sometimes it all feels like it doesn't matter anymore, not with what I know. But I suppose I should start at the beginning. I am Avalon Arcana, and I dream of worlds.
There are 5. 5 realms, or Shudake, that are all interconnected. Each are separate, each are expanding in different ways with complexities beyond common understanding. Magic, space, Earth, technology. Death, life, growth, and decay. All exist In a brittle harmony.
Now? It's breaking.