"Confictura has always existed as the land of dreams and spirits. A few people and creatures from time to time have been able to access it on a conscious level, but that has almost always been relatively few. After the Eighth Great War, Rathe was left ravaged, much of its land now virtually uninhabitable. Early in the post-war period, many of the survivors attempted to migrate to healthier settlements.

Some failed to find safety and have not been heard from in decades; others remained where they had always lived and have managed to eke out a living from what little they could grow; still more were successful in finding their intended destination only to discover that the environment isn't any more nurturing than the ones they had been so desperate to escape.

In the current day, several of these settlements have stabilized and could even be considered to be cities, though they lack much of the former glory associated with the word. However, they have progressed back to a certain point. There are hospitals, schools, law enforcement, localized government, and even some communication between certain cities. Such networks as the Internet are still established, with the necessary satellite communication and ground-based servers still in working condition, although its use is typically restricted to necessary use."
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In the past decade,

a new drug has been developed to aid sleep; after extensive testing, it was considered to be a roaring success, with its test subjects of all species consistently performing tasks at a higher level. It was carefully moved to human testing, and after months of higher performance, was pushed onto the market, its formula spread across the globe in hopes of building civilization back to its previous level more quickly.

However, after a few years, many of its users began displaying signs of slowing down until eventually, they would slip into comas. There is some debate as to whether this drug is indeed the cause of these comas, but regardless of the reasons, the result is the same: hospitals are swamped with sleepers and those who remain among the conscious are doing all they can to bring loved ones back from this state.

Meanwhile, the sleepers are trapped in the dream world known as Confictura. Though some really do still seem to believe they are only dreaming, most have become self-aware, adapting the world to their own whims and finding that they are able to do things that ought to be impossible. And, just as there are still some who are still merely dreamers, some have delved too far into finding what they can do; the more a sleeper uses their new-found powers in Confictura, the more their past drifts away from them, until they eventually become a creature purely of this mysterious dreamworld.