In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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It was a typical day in Wonderland, which is to say that it was anything but typical. The world that a young girl had stumbled into however long ago was still home to many a strange creature and object. At the entrance to this world located at the bottom of a rabbit hole was a door that creaked as it opened, allowing a small, fuzzy creature through.
The creature shut the door behind himself before leaning against it and slowly sliding into a sitting position. While he was from a world that could be argued was equally strange and fantastic, the young moogle became disoriented by the oddities he faced on the other side of the door he had just come out of. The different cities in his homeland of Ivalice had a strangeness that Luistorg had grown used to, but Wonderland was strange in its own right.
"How much time did I spend wandering that madhouse?" Luistorg thought aloud as he rubbed his eyes, "I just want to get somewhere sane."
