Time surged like a mighty river, washing over the eternally unchanging lands of Monster World.
The powerful races that had once ruled supreme now left only indistinct totems among ruined walls. Names that had once shaken the ages had long since vanished into the weathered fragments of epics.
Only the world itself flowed on eternally.
The kings of old fell, and new ambitions sprouted from their corpses.
The Lord of Bliss's memories held many traces of gifted races that had once swept across Monster World.
Yet most of those races had left only traces, with no future that continued to unfold.
As it continued searching, the Lord of Bliss's consciousness paused over one region.
This was a continent northeast of the Pale Continent region, roughly one-thirtieth the size of the Pale Continent, known as the Soulbreak Continent.
A vast ocean separated it from the Pale Continent.
The scene that surfaced in its mind was an ancient ruin forgotten by time.
Bone sand covered the ground here, stirring a faint, fragmented humming in the wind.
Charred pillars slanted into the sky, their shafts entwined with long-extinguished chains of runes, with half a broken bronze colossus hanging from their ends.
More colossi of similar design stood below. Time had eroded most of their faces, as though they still stubbornly kept watch over a glory long since lost.
In the distance, twelve inverted pyramids hung upside down at uneven heights.
Their bases faced upward and their tips pointed down, as though some tremendous power had forcibly uprooted them from the earth, then casually discarded them here.
The reliefs on their surfaces recorded this race's twelve most glorious expeditions, but their forms had now become indistinct.
At this sight, memories welled up in the Lord of Bliss's mind.
Deep within its memories, this region