The western war.

The chaos and turmoil in the West, which later came to be called that, was closed by the total surrender of Turkmenistan.

However, immediately after that, the worldwide disappearance of magic caused chaos in the west of the continent as much as or more than the days of strife.

A miracle named Magic that existed until then.

That loss begins with a change to daily life, and then leads to chaos to the military junta and, in some cases, to the loss of the status of the aristocratic class, and various contradictions and chaos envelop the world.

In that sense, it may even be said that the defeated country of Turkmenistan enjoyed the most temporary peace after the war.

Because his country was originally a country of magical ostracism.

Someone said it.

The real purpose of the Western war was to crush Turkmenia in advance on the premise that magic would be lost.

In fact, there was not much that knew whether a handful of facts existed there or not.

But those who knew it kept on clenching their mouths.

As a result, the rumors are only rumors.

It disappears from people's discourse as something that is untrue.

And what's left is a new reality.

A wish for a new order in a world without magic.

I wish for an unchanged order in a world without magic.

Where is the world where the thoughts and wishes of countless people are intertwined, and where is the world that has walked into a chaotic, non-existent future?

In order not to mislead the way, the man walks again.

Because he was entrusted with the responsibility of being the keeper of this world by a boy.