Sixty years after the end of the Great War, several of the great empires of Mundus managed to reestablish order in their respective countries. This was the case until twenty years ago, when two enigmatic figures took the thrones of the Auteja Empire and the Red Empire, reigniting tensions between two giant enemies that had already faced each other head-on without holding back. On one side, the oligarch of an ancient holy empire of the West, and on the other, a young lady from a decrepit millennial power of the East.

      In the current scenario, Mundus is merely a planet dominated by numerous races of humanoid beings trying to survive the overwhelming specter of an incident that condemned the creatures to the worst of five worlds, a being capable of destroying and manipulating reality to its advantage, dormant in its tragic tree that once symbolized prosperity and progress, waiting year after year for its resurgence.