The City of Amor was a glamorous safe haven. Upon the downfall of Amor by the Elitists, those who remained took it within their power to seek revitalization. They rebuilt the city and soon the spirits that once resided returned to watch over the beloved home. Amor lingered with glimpses of hope and prayer. Many of those who roamed the city were trickled with fear and worry. 

There was a King in Amor, claiming the throne for further ruling over the city. Many referred to him as the King OF Amor. 



And he was mighty...

Those that befriended the King were rewarded with riches beyond comprehension. On the Planet of Oblitus, there was a slim possibility to find gems and gold. This King had made it easy. The thirst for riches flared in the chests of the rewarded. 
The hunt for these treasures became a competition over time, and many went far and wide around the Planet of Oblitus to collect such things. They were priceless beauty, of course, and those who wielded this beauty were held at high standards. 




The root of all evil began to plague the city with greed for riches. People were welcomed Worldwide to come trade their riches at Amor. They would trade for weapons, armor, potions, training. Anything that would further the progress of income. Soon, these riches became a parasite, latching onto the love that the citizens of Amor had, and sucking on it until silver spilled from it. Many fighters in this land would go head to head for these riches, battling to take home the gold. Many lives were claimed in the name of wealth. The City doors were wide open, as the King watched from his throne.