Fractured Kingdom

The world has grown colder over the last century since the end of the Great War. Huge multinational corporations have risen to power while government rule has grown stifling, stripping away what were once considered basic human rights. Knowledge is a priviledge for those few who can afford private education or can qualify for corporate schools. Billions struggle to carve out a living in the shadow of monolithic empires.

Amid the squalor and decay there is anothe world.

Rumors of conspiracy and government plots abound on the streets while news reports reflect only what they've been paid to say. Within the cacophany of rumor, the Church of Unua has somehow spread the tale of the Five Kingdoms. These five interwoven Realms, the Slumber, the Verdant, the Dark, the Grave and the Unbound, were once part of a greater whole. The Unua preach that these Realms will be united so humanity can one day transcend the blight and enter a new era. The media dismisses their rants, the Church of the Redeemer sees them as a pagan cult, and others simpy call them mad. Even so, their message spreads and new churches crop up in cities across the globe. All unified by a single prayer:

Through Dream I have seen the Slumber.
Through nightmare I have been cast into the Dark.
Through Life I have found the Verdant.
Through Death I have known the Grave.
I am Unbound.
I am Lucid.


Are you?