Spiral Clicker 2 Premise (first draft) (Patreon)

So I've been pondering what the general premise would be for a sequel for Spiral Clicker to be engaging, respectful to the first game, and hold open the possibility of at least some returning characters. I wrote out my first draft and thought I would share it to see if this is something you guys would enjoy or if it deviates too much in some ways. Feel free to comment your exact thoughts too.

It has been 200 years since the events of the original Spiral Clicker. As Queen Heidal had predicted, the other mythical realms were paralyzed by their peace treaties, unable to act in an official way against the Lord of Humans. Even as one realm after the next fell under the Lord’s sway.

There were some attempts to assassinate the Lord, but all failed, and soon those assassins too came to serve, followed shortly by the rest of their native kingdoms. In order to protect their Lord, the goddesses Terra and Luna put aside their differences and weaved a spell to cloak the Lord in obscurity.

What the Lord looked like, sounded like, any telling feature was lost in the fog of the spell. The Lord of Humans could be any human, your worst enemy, or your best friend and you would be none the wiser.

Under the Lord’s rule, humanity flourished. Access to mana rapidly improved all aspects of life. Magically enhanced crops grew larger and more flavorful than ever. Healing magic helped cure most disease and injuries that were not immediately fatal. Magical duels of willpower replaced most violent conflict, and transportation had become near effortless.

Though the human’s lifespans would be extended by these new boons, it was nowhere near the seeming immortality of species that produced mana internally. It was 30 years ago that the Lord passed away, at the end of a long happy life, surrounded by those the Lord always chose to keep closest.

In the time since, the Lord’s control faded from most people. The other mythical kingdoms withdrew from the Earth… Though seemingly relieved to be free, these kingdoms unanimously opposed any punishment against the humans. A curiosity few could explain but which held the peace treaties tight.

Without the presence of those who can produce mana, the Eath’s mana supply slowly began to dry. You can still recall casting spells in your youth. You were actually quite gifted, but now even a minor cantrip seemed beyond your grasp.

It seemed like mundanity was returning to become the status quo… At least… Until a green haired elf appeared in your bedroom with an interesting offer...