The Realm
Forty summers ago, The Realm was a thriving world of five and twenty towns and countless villages. However, the powerful forces who were once the champions of mankind have now abandoned it. Forty summers ago, the mists began, subtly at first but then more and more invasively, to crowd in upon The Realm. Travelers reported they were unable to locate the outlying towns in the mists. Soon the mists swallowed up towns and villages farther inland. Eventually, The Realm shrunk to a tiny piece of land in the middle of the mists.
That was disturbing, but even more startling was the disappearance of all the inhabitants except humans. A few fairies and trolls could sometimes be spotted, but the elves had simply vanished. The dwarves, the giants and the orcs also disappeared. Some claim these races merely moved into the mists, where they lived their lives much as they always did in The Realm. However, this is not the case. Wherever these beings are, they are not in the swirling mists.
Many have prayed to the great forces, but for nine and thirty years there has been no answer. The mists swirled and danced upon the land, and it seemed nothing could save The Realm. In the fortieth year, however, it is whispered, someone appeared and spoke to a chosen few. And he told them what must be done to reverse the mists...
Chosen ones:
The Adventurer- Tomoyo Daidouji
The Thief- Sakura Kinomoto
The Prince- Syaoran Li
The Wizard- Eriol Hiragaizawa
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