Al-Farna. A fantastical world full of magic and wonder.

Right at the very center of it lied the Holy Land of Fana. A sacred land that no ordinary people are allowed to enter.

And right at the very heart of that land was the Throne of The World, a place where the Sage of Balance oversaw the whole world.

At least, that was how it supposed to be, before the Calamity occurred.

The Holy Land was overtaken by darkness, as the Sage of Chaos dethroned the Sage of Balance before sealing her away.

With the remnants of her power, she called upon a Savior. A Hero that would be able to fight the darkness and bring back light to the world.

And then, the Savior succeeded.

Only for her to absorb the darkness wielded by the Sage of Chaos out of her own free will, before taking the Throne for herself.

The Sage of Balance remained sealed, and she could only bide her time until she could gather enough power to summon another Savior.

And eventually, she did.

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Kaito had no idea his day would end like this.

Just after he got back from school and changed out of his uniform in his room, two magic circles suddenly appeared below and above him, at the floor and at the ceiling. And before he could do anything, a bright light enveloped him and the entire room.

"...Hear..."

"Can...hear...me..."

"Can you hear me, O Savior?"

He was now falling. Not a harsh fall like how it should be, but a gentle one that was more like floating.

And he could hear a voice calling out to him. It was an odd, echoed voice but he could hear the hint of femininity in it clearly.

Then, he saw it. A figure made of light forming in front of him.

The figure was tall. Giant-sized even. With how blinding the light coming out from her, he couldn't make out her clothes nor her face.

"O Savior," the figure spoke, "Please, save Al-Farna. The Dark Savior, she has to be stopped, or else this world, and--"

The figure lost its form momentarily, flickering like a candle that was going to go out.

"She... expected... can't maintain... seek... gems..."

And with it, the figure disappeared. And the pure white landscape he had been falling in vanished as well.

And then, he landed right on top of a pile of hay.