Bia Kingdom.
Pophei Town.
The light of dawn shone on the town square, where passersby came and went in a steady trickle.
Beside the fountain at the center of the square, a group of children gathered around a weather-beaten middle-aged man holding a harp, listening as he played and sang at the top of his voice an epic song known throughout the continent-"Chronicles."
"In primordial times, the gods created this world.
Seeing how monotonous it was, they created all living things.
Thus the world became vibrant with life, flourishing and prosperous.
Mortals lived upon the earth, primitive and ignorant.
And so the gods bestowed their mercy, teaching mortals to till the fields, cultivate, build houses, and fashion clothing.
Under the gods' protection, living beings gradually multiplied and grew, from tribes to kingdoms, and great civilizations were born.
In the age when the gods still ruled the earth, the ancient gods were divided into seven branches.
They were Kunlun, Olympus, Egypt, Sumer, Northern Europe (Asgard), the Far North (the Ice and Snow Divine Court), and India.
Wherever there was a Divine Court, there was a God King.
But there was one god who possessed supreme power, the lord of all gods.
He was both the lord of Kunlun and the King of All Gods.
He was the incarnation of the sun, the will of the stars.
His glory blossomed in the heavens and shone upon the earth.
He was God King Jiang, he was..."
In the clear pool in the town square, water from the fountain slowly fell from the petals of a flower statue.
The morning breeze gently lifted the Bard's hem, and the rising sun dyed his harp a brilliant gold.
Accompanied by his lilting song, it carried far, far down the street.
Clearly, this was a Bard who