1AN: This is the story. I have been writing and planning, revising and deleting to get this far. You can expect many large gaps between submissions of chapters, as I tend to get sidetracked with other stories in progress. That's about all I have to say, so please read on and enjoy, maybe pop in a review. Or is that too much to ask?
Ceranta. That is the name of the world. By out standards, this is a primitive world. No cars, no electricity, none of our current technologies. It is a very small planet, having one main continent and a vast ocean. The planet is quite far away from it's original star- a red giant- and it originally got all the warmth it needed from it. But, two hundred years ago, something miraculous to some who didn't experience it happened. The birth of a star. Yet, the star revolved around the first star, mimicking the orbit of Ceranta. This caused an event that scorched the world and created a complete climate shift. Now, the planet is a complete desert, the water cycle seeming to have vanished. Repopulation occurred as adaptation after one hundred years, though their world wasn't the same.
The cities of men are falling, even though they seem to prosper. War between nations is eminent, as the current ruling government called Cilo is blind to their damage. The demon genocide was two years ago, and few even knew of the race's existence in the first place. But, unknown artifacts could hold some sort of truth in this world of lost history…