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Die Menschen nennen mich Nemon Fargus. Sie nennen mich Zauberer und [Elementarmagier] und [Verzauberer]. Sie nennen mich Lehrer. Sie nennen mich Abenteurer. Aber das ist mir egal. Zumindest jetzt. Seit mehr als 150 Jahren diene ich dem Königreich von Sena. Darunter vier Königen und einer Königin. Durch zwei Kriege und eine Rebellion. Ich habe eine Zauberschule gegründet und dort unterrichtet. Ich habe gegen Bestienwellen und Dungeon-Ausbrüche gekämpft.

For more than 150 years I've served the Kingdom of Sena. Through four Kings and a Queen. Two wars and a rebellion. I've founded and taught at a magic school. I've fought against beast waves and dungeon breaks. But now? Now, the one close friend I had left has passed. So, I'm done with their politics and their economics. The short and busy lives of humans are more burden than benefit on the weary soul of this half-elf.

The Pestilence has come, and kingdoms fall. Nemon Fargus has done what he could to prepare for this, but the End of an Age is not something that can be fought—only endured. The wizard can only hope that what he's done will be enough.

After his tour of duty and an unremarkable post-Army business career, Charles spent his twilight years watching old movies and waiting for his grandkids to call. He'd lived a good life and been a decent man, but now that his wife was gone, he was...lonely. Until his old friend Bert introduced him to Crossroads, the new VR sensation. In this virtual world he can move without pain, explore new lands, and most importantly - see his family again. For as long as he can hold their interest, in this fast-paced modern world of instant gratification and VR thrills.

For more than 150 years I've served the Kingdom of Sena. Through four kings and a queen. Two wars and a rebellion. I've founded and taught at a magic school. I've fought against beast waves and dungeon breaks. But now? Now, the one close friend I had left has passed. So, I'm done with their politics and their economics. The short and busy lives of humans are more burden than benefit on the weary soul of this half-elf.

For two years, I’ve struggled to plan and prepare for the end of the Age. Now, when my kingdom should be preparing to fight the Pestilence, they are at war with their neighbor. A war that they seek to draw me into.