Long ago, magic was a symbol of status and power. But those born without it grew resentful and fearful of the magically gifted. As technology advanced, the powerless gained strength, eventually rising up in revolt. The world was split in two: one half steeped in magic, the other ruled by machines.

But this rift rippled through the minds of all and tainted societies.

A schism erupted within the magical world itself, a class war that divided mages into two distinct schools: Casters and Summoners. Casters, born with magic in their blood, see themselves as the true heirs of magical power. To them, Summoners are pretenders, ritualists who spit in the face of real magic.

Summoners, in contrast, remain mostly reclusive, focused on preserving their ancient lineage of incantations. They draw energy from the environment, believing in discipline, tradition, and the sacred art of summoning.

Now, the world teeters between Sigils, Spells, and Steel. Each faction locked in bitter distrust, each believing they are the rightful stewards of the future.