Long ago, when the moons were still young and the winds carried the voices of the old clans, a world was born—colossal, unforgiving, and ruled not by men… but by wolves.
They called it Lykanis.
A world four times the size of Earth, where over ninety-five percent of all life took the form of wolves. Not just ordinary beasts—but creatures of mind, power, and war. Divided into thousands of clans, each gifted with unique bloodlines, these wolves wielded elemental, mental, and even mythical forces—ranging from the blazing ferocity of the Hellfire Clan, to the eerie silence of the Phantom Wolves, and the sky-soaring fury of the Lightning Clan.
It was a savage world where power ruled and weakness meant extinction. Clans grew, warred, devoured, and evolved. The balance was delicate, ever-shifting, and maintained only by the silent fear of something far worse than each other...
The Unknown Clans.
Few dared speak of them. Fewer still believed they existed.
But one did.
His name was Trex Volx, a wolf born not from the world's known lineages, but from something darker—something ancient, cursed, and long erased from history. With each wolf he devoured, Trex grew stronger. Not just in strength, but in knowledge. Secrets whispered through blood. Power rooted in the bones of gods. And in time, he sought more.
He sought offspring.
From the noble Water Clan, a lone she-wolf answered that call—Naelra, fierce and gifted, unaware of the truth that slept behind Trex's smile. But when the truth awoke, it was too late.
She had already birthed triplets.
Three cubs, unlike any the world had seen.
One burned with the blood of storms.One pulsed with wild, shifting essence.One bore a presence Naelra could not name—but feared.
When she discovered Trex's hunger… she ran.
But no one runs from a predator like Trex.
In one desperate act, Naelra used her ancient water rite, summoning three great falcons of liquid spirit. She sealed each cub within a different one—her final gift and sacrifice.
And so they were scattered.
One cast into the skylands above the Lightning Clan.One hidden in the deep shadows of the Redstone.One lost amid blood and fire.
Trex devoured her moments later.
But not before she spoke a final vow.
"When the moons align, they will rise. Together, they will tear down this savage world… or be devoured by it."
The world has long since forgotten her words.
But the winds remember.
The triplets are growing.
And the savage world is watching.