CH246 Fragments of Schaumer II
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It went without saying that Pangea was an unforgiving realm—where peace was little more than a dream reserved for the truly strong.
Nay, even for the strong, true and uninterrupted peace was nothing but an idealist fantasy. For in Pangea, it was through chaos, battle, and war that even the mighty earned fleeting moments of peace.
At the very pinnacle of those who could enjoy some semblance of peace, safety and security stood the nobility and royalty.
This was because, in theory, anyone with sufficient strength could rise to the ranks of nobility—albeit as a low-born noble. And by virtue of that strength, they could claim a fragile sliver of peace.
Yet it was well known across the continent: to enter nobility was to step into a crucible of ambition. A cruel, relentless world where peace ironically became nothing but a distant memory. For ambition was born of chaos, and it thrived only upon the battlefield.
