In lands where kingdoms rise and fall,
Where magic hums through towered hall,
Eight realms of power, pride, and pain,
Breathe life in sun, yet fear the rain.
From Anerio's glowing spires,
To Faroza's oldest fires,
Erebos rules with iron law,
While Irazul enforces human awe.
Halloway stands with shield and sword,
Against the darkness none afford,
Bardos whispers prayers to skies,
And Cillivia forges war's surprise.
Uffergand, free, a beacon bright,
Where hearts and minds govern right,
Adventurers, scholars, knights unite,
To guard the land from endless night.
Beyond the borders, cursed and wild,
Incultum stirs, dark, undefiled,
And in the unknown, islands float,
Where divine beasts stir and gods may gloat.
Whispers tell of the Carolines' might,
And silent gods who hide from sight,
The Watchers roam, the Guild persists,
Explorers chart what fate insists.
So gather, heroes, take your stand,
Through war, intrigue, and shadowed land,
For Centra Gaia calls your name,
To shape its fate, to earn your fame.