Dragirust was a world of duality, a planet cleaved in two by ancient forces. The dark side, a landscape of obsidian towers clawing at a sky choked with volcanic ash, was scarred by rivers of molten lava and perpetually shrouded in steam. The air hung heavy with the stench of sulfur and the echoes of ancient battles. The light side, in stark contrast, mirrored the verdant beauty of Earth, yet possessed