Hearken, good folk, and attend these words: upon the PS3 was our city first hewn—stone by stone, torch by torch—until foul corruption did strike it down and scatter its works as ash upon the wind. Yet we did not yield. On the PS4 we raised the walls anew, reforged the streets, and set our banners high once more; and though the realm stood whole, it fell into long dormancy, five winters and more, awaiting the call of willing hands.
Now it is borne at last unto the PC, and in time we did clad it with chosen mods, that it might become a fertile ground for wondrous craft. Here, creativity is our chief law: let minds be bold, let towers reach, let gardens sprawl, let machines hum with clever purpose—yet let there be order, that beauty not become chaos. So shall this realm blossom and grow with the thoughts of its people, ever widening with each new dream set into block and beam.
