While a certain little girl who had started it all was still running wild in the mid lane of Runeterra, in Bilgewater Bay, and in the Sea of Watchers off the northwestern corner of the Serpent Isles, the land of Demacia in the west of the Valoran Continent remained a chaotic mess!
From the Cataclysm up until now, the royal family and nobles of the Demacia Kingdom had barely managed to maintain basic order in the capital, albeit in a rather sorry state, preserving at least a semblance of dignity and their power structure.
And after repeated efforts, they had even managed to restore basic contact with most of the kingdom's important towns and frontier strongholds...
Although conditions varied across the country... although the royal family and nobles had far less control over the kingdom than before... although sometimes their orders could not even get beyond the capital... and although Demacia as a whole remained a disorganized mess, fortunately they had endured the terrible magical "Cataclysm" and gradually, if unwillingly, adapted to their new surroundings.
Yes...
No one could deny that they had indeed been forced to accept the basic fact that they had to "coexist peacefully" with those wondrous Magical Creatures. They had no choice but to seek a change in their thousand-year-old national policy of hating, despising, and suppressing evil magic, mages, and the magic-touched, and become a little more open-minded.
They had no choice but to do so. After all, those unwilling to accept reality or compromise had almost all been wiped out in battle by the terrifying magic of those fearsome Magical Creatures, creatures that seemed endless and were far from weak!
The people who had managed to keep living comfortably were, for the most part, clever fence-sitters...
So the survivors, especially the man who had