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... e beasts. They’re said to have existed on the continent even before history was first recorded.


They lived in the cluster of deserts located at the western end of the continent and were divided into tribes based on the kind of beast each one inherited their blood from.


Only one person could unite these tribes—the king of Kurkans.


How exactly the king came to power, no one knows. However, most guess that it was based on the concept of survival of the fittest.


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