Hm, how do I explain this...a long time ago, there was only one world. But one day darkness forced them apart and separated them into many smaller worlds. Each world has its own time, place, and culture, but none of them remember anything about the others. The only people who know about all of them are my friends and their predecessors before them. It's their job to protect those worlds from the darkness until they can join together again.
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[A tiny laugh.]
Does that sense?