Amidst the boundless reaches of the expansive Frontier stood a solitary, monolithic structure on an island perpetually engulfed by violent storms and turbulent seas. Soaring high into the heavens like a defiant spear, this jet-black edifice was the Tower of Revolution. The Stronghold of the Revolting Tide. To some, it represented hope. To others, it was dominion incarnate.
For the first time in decades, the three deities of the Frontier had made their way in to the Tower of Revolution. The subject of their discussion was none other than the foreign nation known as the United World Government. It was a rising power within the Ferus Sea, yet it went beyond their expectations as it utterly crushed the Colonial Dominions that surrounded it.
