บท 781: The Great Trembling

Millennia of peace had the habit of dulling the senses, inhibiting cautionary stimuli and steadfastness. Sadly, this was true for both common folk, and those who claimed to stand at the heights of power. For when the world shook so fiercely, and so certainly that most, even if for a moment, were led to believe it was about to crumble, and somehow manifest a wide chasm in its midst, all that erupted was the most primal fear that clung from flesh-stripped bone.

The quaking.

The rumbling.

The shaking.

Human life had not experienced such a wide scale disaster since the Grand Wars, since the Ashing of Time, and the conquests led by self-proclaimed Kings and Warlocks spread out through history.

Now something similar had begun, when the hearts of man had experienced the longest years of peace yet.