On the farthest edge of the ruined zones of the Planet, deep within a forgotten valley surrounded by collapsed cities and mutated forests, stood a hidden estate known to no one but its master.
Kazren's manor was carved into the side of a cliff, camouflaged with cloaking fields and natural overgrowth, its entrance protected by layers of encrypted barriers and optical illusions.
To the outside world, it looked like nothing more than a wasteland of shattered stone and lifeless soil. But inside, behind those illusions, stood a sleek, high-tech mansion made of reinforced blackstone and smooth white crystal—gleaming quietly under the filtered light of artificial suns embedded in the ceiling.
This was Kazren Maeryn's sanctuary.
No one knew about it. No one could find it. And for now, that was enough.
