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Our world is one of heroes and monsters.
With every waking moment, humanity is beset on all sides by the Grimm – soulless, animalistic, and bloodthirsty creatures that bring destruction wherever they go. Their innumerable hordes are shaped from the primordial darkness by foul entities that lie beyond the mortal plane, cursed with immortality and magical power from the Golden Age of Magic. From a lost corner of the planet, the infinite dark watches expectantly as the legions of Grimm throw themselves upon mankind, leaving death in their wake.
Leading the charge against the Grimm are the Huntsmen and Huntresses, men and women trained from childhood to kill the monsters lurking in the shadows. These select individuals utilize their very souls as weapons against the Grimm, wreathing their bodies in the aura of life, of courage and the desire for survival. Their mastery over their own souls grant Huntsmen and Huntresses supernatural abilities far beyond the reach of a baseline human. With the power of their souls and an ever-evolving arsenal of weapons, the Huntsmen and Huntresses are venerated by all as the champions of humanity, our beacon in the darkness.
Fighting alongside the Huntsmen and Huntresses are the vast armies of the Four Kingdoms. All of them are composed of ordinary men and women who are willing to sacrifice everything to make the world a better place, despite lacking the arcane boons of their transhuman comrades. The Huntsmen and the Military are at the forefront of the physical, technological, and tactical war against the Grimm; their bond forged in blood and their shared willingness to protect humanity no matter what.
But for all the technological innovations, for all the knowledge we have amassed, for all the blood spilled for the sake of our survival, it is not enough. Despite the unified threat coming for us all, we remain divided - the ignorance and prejudice of those in power giving way to hatred, bigotry, and malice. We cross arms against our brothers and sisters, nourishing our true enemies with the despair we cause. And even in the vain hope that all of humanity is united, we can only muster a semblance of our former glory.
Our world is one of looming darkness and increasing desperation. The age of admission for Huntsmen and Huntresses grows younger every year. Child soldiers take up arms in defence of a world supposed to protect and nurture them. What an honour. What an injustice.
Forget the stories of intellectualism and discovery, as every scholarly pursuit is dedicated to the spilling of blood. Forget the stories of love and harmony, for the spreading cancer of the Grimm gives way to war without end.
Remember the stories of heroism, of sacrifice, of the refusal of our species to go quietly into the night.
Peace grows more unimaginable with every passing day. Our world may be a remnant of what it once was, but our brave Huntsmen, Huntresses, and soldiers continue to believe that it is still worth fighting for. We believe that humanity is worth fighting for.
So it has been for countless eons, and so it ever shall be until the end of time.
- The Unremembered Oration, attributed to the last King of Vale
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