Once upon a time in some alternate reality of WWII...

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...all of Europe was entrenched in bloody warfare, except for this little piece of territory in the center (the <b>Central Territory</b>, if you will), inhabited by twelve monstrous <b>Titans</b> who held the power to end the war if they really felt like it. But they didn't.
... Or at least, half of them didn't.
The six Titans who wanted to intervene in the war, the Snezkans, were sick and tired of witnessing the constant stream of death and destruction taking place around them, and wanted to use their power to wipe the Earth clean and start the world anew. In the new world, they argue, they can teach the new races to solve their problems diplomatically, rather than end all disputes in death.
However, the other six Titans, the <b>Krkonans</b>, disagreed. They refused to involve themselves in the war and were strong believers in the idea that with great power comes great responsibility; being undeniably the most powerful race in all of Europe, they were steadfast in their belief that those involved in the war needed to figure their shit out for themselves, and learn from their experiences.
Additionally, the Titans had control over a <b>cataclysmic beast</b> that could permanently alter the planet's geography, change the entire course of history, destroy the world altogether... you know, just really fuck shit up.
Thus, a civil war broke out in the Central Territory between the twelve titans. The Krkonans gained possession of the <b>secret tomb</b> that holds the awakening ritual for the beast, and formed a territorial ring around the center of the Central Territory to keep the Snezkans from escaping. Meanwhile, the Snezkans have been formulating ways to make their grand escape, all while coming up with a plan to get ahold of that delicious little tomb...
...and so begins the story of Craig, a passionate Snezkan whose militaristic goals were hindered by his giant crush on the most popular Titan in the entire Central Territory.