A story by me about things
Oven upon a time there was the land of mekkan where everything was nice and dandy the humans were polluting things, the keidran were happy double dripping balls on spiritual medicines,
the dwarves were slaughtering demons and colonising hell, the elves were eating corpses but no one gave a shit the, basitin were mistaken for keidrans and you know the typical good stuff.
But then it started to go all wrong the Elves got pissy about tree cutting humans then the keidran got mad at elves eating people then the humans got mad at elves eating people and generally no one like's elves(those annoing tree huggers) the first formal war started with the elves declaring war on humans then the keidrn declaret war on elves then the demons warred dwarves and so on, so this shit goes on fast forward 200 years the elves are extinct the dwarfs dissapeared only leaving their golems of stone and metal behind the humans are on bad terms against the keidrans due to some pissy teenagers wife getting killed by a keidran bandit so instead of finding the bandit and punishing him/her the pissy angry teenager *logically start hatim them all!* and the norther and southern basitins are in a cold war to see who has the snazziest hat of them all!
/An i am not sure where to take this :/