Silent Gathering

Deep within the southern continent lay a sacred land that had remained untouched since the beginning of the age. It was a place where no ordinary being had ever stepped foot, where even the most powerful beasts instinctively understood that they were not meant to wander.

The beasts that ruled this region were not ordinary creatures either, for deep within these forbidden lands resided the Beast Kings, ancient existences whose territories stretched across mountains, forests, and valleys that had never known the presence of civilization.

The entire region was swallowed by an eternal darkness. Towering mountains rose on every side like enormous walls, their peaks disappearing into the blackened sky, while ancient trees grew between them, their trunks so massive that several houses could have been built around a single one.