For more years than people care could recall, humans have been living alone, mingling only with those of their likes. They sometimes live at war, sometimes in peace, time goes and the history only write of humans. Other than that? Theyre just legends, myths written by elders to pass down to their youngster in order for them to behave. In every myth, every legend, there’s a little bit of truth injected, reality like no other, events that people recall and might lost purity through story telling.
For years all humans could understand that those of whom look human, speak humans, are humans. Only for the last few decades that humans understand. Driven by the need of having living space, humans edges closer to places they’re not meant to be in, they unknownly also drive the myth, the legend, to comes out of reality, coming out of their bubble of protection and mingle with the likes of humans.
And then human learns. Myth, Legends, Reality, whatever it is, it becomes meaningless if you don’t learn to survive. Many wars are held, claiming that humans are the ‘real’ creatures. Confusion risen, as much as they are legend and mythical, they’re all also very human. Debates risen and the world is tense, very few places now able to held the peace, to keep humans and their likes live along without much concern voiced from both parties.
Solarium, an island made by human technology and the sheer mythical power, holds the key to freedom and peace. Place where both side can live alongside without a worry in their mind. A place away from the corruption of disbelief and closed off mind. In an island where the sun bask the warmest and the moon shine the brightest, everyone feel at ease.