"Beneath the roots of the World Tree,
where all fates intertwine, the Arcana sleep.
Each card a mirror of the soul, each draw a
spark from the divine.
Step slightly, Wanderer, for in the weave of
Realms there are no accidents."
Thus begins the Book of the Arcana, as written by those who walked before time took name. When the Realms were still soft with creation and the breath of gods moved through mist, the World Tree grew from the center of the void. From its roots came five branches, and from those branches – five Realms:
The Realm of Flames, where Will was born and the sky burned red with purpose.
The Realm of Tides, where Emotion took form, and the sea learned to dream.
The Realm of Veins, where Matter and Life first pulsed, and the beasts rose from the soil.
The Realm of Whispers, where Thought found language, and the winds spoke truth.
The Realm of Shadows, where Death slept and woke, keeping the secrets of transformation.
These five became the eternal compass of existence.
And to each was given a guardian – not a god, but a principle, a truth, a soul so vast that even gods feared its silence.
The World of 'The Inheritance' Universe 
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