The country of Grimbeld wasn’t particularly feudalistic, nor was is under noble rule; it was a constitutional land well compromised of modern science and magic.
It seems there was once a grand evil plotting to seize hold of the world.
The reason for the ‘seems’ was that this was already a happening of the past, and a tale of over fifty years ago.
To the long-lived races, perhaps such passage of time was still kept fresh in memory, but to we simple humans, it was an exceedingly long time, and already a chapter of history.
No matter how hard we tried to embrace it, it didn’t hold a sense of reality.
At this point, if you wanted to know of the war, rather than the memories of man, you’d definitely learn much more by going to your local library.
And right now, I was in such a library. Just as I was saying, to study about that war of times passed.
Even so, why was I doing such a thing? Or so the question passed through my mind.
The start of it all came down this morning…
I had been in the Lockhart Law Offices as usual; it had all begun with the opening of the door.