Eons ago, everything was connected. Magic and science ran rampant across the only universe in existence - the one called Fantasia. Everyone got along. All was well. After centuries of peace, the creatures of Fantasia began to feel a presence. This feeling drove them to fight, to go to war with one another. Evil had surfaced, and the formerly placid souls of Fantasia had no idea where to turn. A panel met in secret, a panel consisting of representatives from each of the numerous races and kingdoms. These representatives were extraordinarily talented in their own ways, and the panel decided to break each of the kingdoms apart from the others, as parallel universes that never should touch. Should even two connect, evil could spread and war could begin again. One panel member was unhappy with the choice for no apparent reason, and on the day the universes were supposed to split, stood in the direct center of Fantasia, preparing to hold the universes together. As the act of splitting occurred, something happened to the member, for she disappeared, leaving an infinitely long tower carved with wishes and curses for the future in her place. The universes each took on their own character, falling towards a more fantastical aspect or a more scientific one. Soon, not even those who resided in the tiny remnant of Fantasia that remained knew of the true history of the universes. Now, one spirit trapped in a stone prison has awakened, finding an ally in a young Fantasian. That lone panel member's wishes have come true - through a series of events too long and too "impossible" to describe, each of the universes have collided, combining to create the realm of Fantasia once again. The souls of those long gone are being called back to the tower, though only a select few can see them. Those who thought they were ordinary are becoming something more. Magic, myth, and legend are returning. Is this fantasy? Is this science-fiction? This is reality. This is war. Where do you stand?
