Long before kingdoms carved out borders and cities claimed their names, the Evergreen Mountain Range stood tall, vast, ancient, and indifferent to the rise and fall of civilizations that clung to its edges like moss on stone.
No living record could truly capture its age. Some scholars argued it formed alongside the first mana tides that reshaped the world, while others believed it was the fossilized spine of a primordial beast whose death forever altered the land.
Regardless of the truth, one fact remained undisputed, the Evergreen Mountain Range had endured for hundreds of thousands of years. It was unchanged by war, empire, or ambition, a colossal scar etched across the eastern part of the Kingdom.
The mountain range did not belong to any single region, instead, it divided them. To the east lay the Evergreen Region, fertile and industrious, where Greyvale City served as both a commercial hub and political anchor.
