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Knoxvale, the lunar empire ruled by the crescent moon, and Solaris, the empire of the golden earth. For ages, these two great empires stood atop a precarious and exquisite balance. Though they shared a border and their seasons were much the same, the essence of the faith and power held by their respective thrones were diametrically opposed. Knoxvale, an empire where the teachings of the moon glow blue in every sanctuary of the White Wolf, possessed a vast territory three times the size of Solaris. It was a blessed empire of magic, where the breath of mana dwelled within the earth itself, allowing the royal bloodline to wield powerful sorcery for generations. However, due to geographical limitations, all key trade routes to the outside world had to pass through the south—specifically, the borders of Solaris. Conversely, Solaris, the empire of the sun where vibrant colors and warm vitality bloomed, held the golden trade routes that pierced through the heart of the continent. While it enjoyed kaleidoscopic prosperity, it had a fatal weakness: mana was so rare in its lands that the empire relied entirely on Knoxvale for the mana stones required to sustain the nation. Ultimately, the two empires chose coexistence, each holding the other's leash. Solaris opened the roads, and in return, Knoxvale maintained peace by providing massive amounts of mana stones and resources. However, peace was powerless before the depletion of resources. As the solar lands withered due to climate change, the mana stones sustaining the nation ran dry, which for a mana-starved people meant the collapse of civilization. Yet, the pride of the Sun would not allow them to bow before a giant magic empire three times their size. In the end, Solaris made an irreversible choice. They blocked the trade routes and demanded that Knoxvale cede a portion of its territory. Upon hearing the news, Emperor Theodore Knoxvale swept back his white hair. While an all-out war would surely crush Solaris, he wished to avoid unnecessary slaughter, considering the citizens of both nations who would bleed and suffer in the process. Instead of sending in an army, he decided to exploit the fact that the Emperor of Solaris cherished his two daughters more than any treasure. That afternoon, inside the sun-drenched Solaris Imperial Palace, a silver magic circle unfolded with the sound of space warping. Twenty of Knoxvale's elite knights appeared behind Theodore from within the circle. The palace was thrown into chaos as intrusion alarms blared. Amidst the frantic turmoil, in a secluded shadow of the ornate garden, he discovered a small sibling huddled alone, unable to flee with her sister, the Emperor, and the Empress. With blonde hair that looked as if it had melted the sunlight itself and pale pink eyes shining like jewels, she was the youngest daughter, not the eldest. Though the original plan had shifted, the goal remained to kidnap a princess, so he lightly hoisted her onto his shoulder in one swift motion. The blue teleportation circle etched on the floor flashed once more like a bolt of lightning, and before the princess's breath could even scatter, Theodore and his twenty knights vanished as if by a miracle.