Eight hundred years ago, the sky cracked open, and from its wounds spilled the first demons.
"They came not with words, but hunger."
"Cities crumbled. Rivers ran black. Entire civilizations vanished before their names could be etched in stone."
"The world was falling."
"But as with all great storms, resistance was born."
"From the heart of the earth, nature awakened—answering the cries of humans not with mercy, but balance."
"The magic beasts emerged."
"Wolves of frost, lions of flame, serpents of sky… ancient spirits bound to the rhythm of the world."
"A pact was formed."
"Humans and beasts—bound by will, fought side by side, pushing back the tide of destruction."
"The demons fell. And silence returned to the world. Peace, hard-earned, settled like snow."
Centuries passed. The chaos became legend. Then myth. The truth was forgotten—or buried.
And now, in the current age, summoning is a part of life.
"From that war, a new age bloomed. An era not just of peace, but of calling."
"The art of summoning—once born of desperation—became tradition. Then culture. Then life."
"Today, summoning is not just a skill of warriors…"
"…it is woven into everyday life."
"Farmers summon earth spirits to till the land."
"Fishermen call water beasts to guide their boats."
"Healers channel creatures of light to cure illness."
"Children summon flickering spirits for play, and monks for meditation."
"To summon is to live."
"It is said the strength of one's summon reflects the strength of their soul."
"And so, in cities, temples, and villages… people still whisper the old truth....."
"The world was saved not by kings… but by bonds."
Schools teach it. Temples regulate it. Some summon in duels, others for worship. Few know what once was.
Far from the cities, untouched by conflict… stands a temple where the wind speaks before the people.