THE LORE

1420 UNIQUELY EVOLVED KRONIKZ HAVE ARRIVED IN THE JUNGLES OF SOLACIA. THE CHIEFTAIN NEEDS YOUR HELP CAPTURING & taming THEM ALL.

GROWN BY SWEAT, BLOOD & ALGORITHM, EACH KRONIK HAS IT’S OWN UNIQUE PERSONALITY.

Our story begins deep in the jungles of Solacia. In the beginning there was perfect balance. Man, beast, land, sea and sky were all at peace. Communities thrived perfectly self-sufficiently. A beautiful community of wooden cabins in the lush jungle of Solacia. The men would take boats out to sea to haul fish for their villages, while the women harvested the land.

A village scene at night with several thatched huts on fire, smoke rising into the sky, and people near the water and around the fires, some wading in the water and others tending to the fires.

Every evening, the villagers would gather around the jungle bonfire, roast fresh fish, sing, dance and enjoy the pleasures of the most sacred plant known to man.  All was good.

Colorful close-up of a cannabis plant with vibrant leaves and detailed buds, illuminated by multicolored lighting.

One evening, the usual ritual was interrupted by an unusual light in the sky.  It was a ball of bright light, slightly larger than the beautiful full moon, but as bright and warm as the Sun.  It was an anomaly that nobody had ever seen before, but the community was not afraid.  They knew that the energy, warmth and light that this ball gave off would only bring positive things.

People gathering around a fire outside at night near a hut with a thatched roof, under a starry sky.

However the villagers were curious as to what this new ball of light was so they decided to journey out of the jungles, to the peak of the mountain to ask the high priest for some enlightenment.

Three people standing on a large rock formation at night, silhouetted against a large, glowing moon and a starry sky.

As they were journeying through the jungles, illuminated by the most beautiful full moon and the bright new light in the sky, they noticed an overwhelming scent of marijuana, and whispers could be heard.  One member of the tribe swore that he had just seen a plant move in the distance, and another member said that he was sure that the whispers were coming from the plants themselves.

A surreal night landscape with a glowing sun, two large moon-like orbs in the sky, and tall palm trees surrounded by lush foliage.

After a 6 hour hike up to the peak of the mountain, they were greeted by the high priest, arms extended and gazing directly into the new ball of light.  “I know why you have come” he said calmly. “The answers were written centuries ago in our ancient scripts”.  He took a deep breath.  “This is the coming of the second sun into our Solana system”.

TBC…

Native American man dressed in ceremonial attire, standing atop a rock at night during a ritual, with others around a fire, mountain in the background, and the night sky with clouds and stars.