Legends tell of an underground world, connected to the
four corners of the earth through an intricate tunnel network, Agartha. A land
inhabited by peace-loving and gentle people trying to alleviate the exuberance
of the nations living above ground, the myth seems to be very old.
Perils turning the earth above had
not touched, Agartha, this haven for peace-loving people for eons, but sorrow
is an unwelcome visitor that persists to visit every place that it can slither
and crawl through, and this land had been cursed by the visit of sorrow not
long ago.
Out of the pains of Agartha, a
prophecy is born, and it states that one day, sorrow would be driven out and
peace will reign supreme once more, or else all will be lost.
These are the chronicles of this era,
in a place thought to be a legend; these are the chronicles of Agartha.
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