Prologue
In a part of the ocean, there is a section of sea, far away from any of the lands. On an island stands an ancient city in the middle of that sea. Rusty and dead. Metal & steel lying everywhere. No plants or animals to be seen, only mechanisation. Sunshine is never welcome here, only dark clouds thundering on top.
Explorers are always on their way finding new land, but why did they past away with out any notice? Has it any spells upon it? It is modernization but ancient. This was not what should happen in the 18th century. Why is this so? What happened? This was a story long before when dinosaurs ruled the earth, this is a story that should be known to everyone¡ Told by the city itself¡Or maybe me¡