Nobody expected the map to change this fast.
Just weeks ago, the western Mediterranean felt settled. Spain was dominant, Portugal was stable, and Morocco — in everyone's eyes — was just the weaker player on the edge of it all.
Now? The map looks different almost every single day.
Territories fall. New powers push further in. And things people swore were locked in place are quietly coming apart right before their eyes.

But the strangest part isn't the war itself.
The strangest part is the people still living on the old map — mentally, emotionally. Acting like what's unfolding in front of them is somehow impossible. Still arguing in comment sections with the same logic they had months ago, while an entirely new map is already being drawn on the ground.
History has a way of staying still for years.
And then changing everything all at once.