THE BALLAD OF NBK

Some say it was the incapacity of humanity that broke the world in two. Some say it was the necessity of survival. To separate the ones that were always meant to be different and the ones that would destroy one another eventually. History would repeat itself, something had to intervene or the world as they knew it would not last for survival.

Something had to change it. And so it did.

A matter beyond time and understanding, divided into four. One for the sky and believes. One for the nature and growth. One for the cities and laws. One for the love and emotions. They were too different and yet they created and build.

A Kingdom born of the feather of sky, the root of earth, the whisper of ocean and flaming kiss of fire.

The four that started it all. The four that created a world on their own.