Three days earlier, within the territory of Wizard Civilization in a parallel world.
Ever since three days ago, the upper echelons of Wizard Civilization had been extremely uneasy.
A colossal spatial rift had appeared on the outskirts of the core plane.
The rift was so vast that it could almost swallow the core plane whole, yet its interior did not connect anywhere. Instead, it seemed as though it had been deliberately sealed off. It had appeared without any warning, and no wizard could detect its origin.
The core plane was of paramount importance to Wizard Civilization. After a brief investigation, the wizards decided to either destroy or open it. The problem was that they had tried every method—elemental bombardment, information contamination, spatial lockdown, severing causality...
Yet no matter what means they employed, neither the spatial rift nor the seal upon it budged in the slightest.
"It won't open." A Level 8 Wizard withdrew from before the rift with a livid expression. "The power and technology on this spatial rift are completely beyond comprehension. They far surpass our level."
On the very day they confirmed that none of their methods could crack this seemingly ordinary spatial rift, the high-ranking wizards urgently convened a meeting.
Across all of Wizard Civilization, whether they were secluded in research and experimentation or stationed outside to guard its borders, every high-ranking wizard above Level 6 was forcibly recalled!
Within a set of "ruins" on the Central Continent of the core plane, high-ranking wizards gathered in a steady stream.
This Central Continent was exceptionally devastated; indeed, the entire continent was a scorched wasteland.
It was like this because, in the distant past, a racial war had taken place here.
It was through that war that Wizard Civilization established humanity's status as the rulers of this plane, using