Prologue
In a distant epoch, shrouded in the mists of time, the Kyverz race basked in a golden era, a zenith of technological marvels and unparalleled achievements. This was an age when they reigned as sovereigns over the world of Logov, a period of glory cruelly eclipsed by the ravages of an invading army in the harrowing first great war. This narrative not only chronicles that bygone era but also serves as an elegy to the Kyverz, a testament to their once-great civilization.
In the remote cosmos, there lies a planet, a bastion of untamed nature. Here, oceans mirror the deepest shades of azure, and rivers flow with the clarity of pure crystal. As legend tells, this celestial haven, governed by the deity Nol’shoy Zber, bears the name of his cherished and sole offspring, Logov.
Bestowed by a magnanimous god, this celestial Eden was a gift to the descendants of his lineage, a tribute to the valiant and noble Kyverz. These race, revered for their profound respect for all living beings roaming their world, saw every creature as kin. Among the many regions of this planet, Lunisbeth stood out as the flourishing cradle of Kyverz civilization.
