xJesterxX

Gods do not dwell here; they never have. There is no such thing, no matter the tales or inscriptions upon cavern walls that might tell to their existence. Prontera is solely a place of magic, as the planet Atlas has always been, its immortal life sewn into the fabric of a universe unknown to anyone outside its hold. Here is where our story begins. Atlas is a conscious planet, all knowing and much more than alive. It is what keeps us here, what feeds us and allows us to grow. It is our home, and it is our sustenance, our source of not only magic but also both life and death. Atlas decides who is to see another day, and who is to perish. For no