This civilization, located in a lawless borderland, was surprisingly complex—but that wasn't quite the right way to put it. A civilization's complexity had nothing to do with whether it was located in a lawless region. I just hadn't expected its history to be such a complete mess.
As for the Dark Moon War, if we first set aside the speculation about Star Territory artifacts and interpret it purely from the locals' perspective, this was roughly how it had gone: In primitive times, the world had been at peace. The various races might not have gotten along, but they stayed out of each other's way. Yet peace was meant to be broken. When the Wheel of History rolled to a certain critical point, one race suddenly slapped another across the face. It was a hard slap, one that ignited tempers immediately. The two races instantly began fighting to the death, and as the conflict escalated, the feud between those two groups finally triggered all the long-suppressed contradictions among the races, developing on the spot into a World War. They fought from the ground to the moon, then from the moon back to the ground. Their weapons grew increasingly insane until they finally alerted the "Goddess." The Goddess came to see what was happening and discovered that one side was clearly using highly hazardous, highly polluting contraband weapons—Black Witchcraft. So, in the interest of world peace, she knocked that side flat. Yet for some reason—let us assume it was because gods loved all living things—this "Goddess" did not wipe out those highly polluting people who had already lost all ability to resist. Instead, she divided the world into two parts on the spot: the earth and the moon. Then she blasted the defeated side onto the hostile moon and cut off the