Lots has changed. The discovery of a new continent, Terra, has caused all out war. The changeling crusades has ravished the lands, causing us to all turn to desperate measures. demonic forces now roam the land, but not all are evil.


Prologue:
“Turn and repel! Turn and fucking repel!!” I boomed.
“Strider Silver-soldier.” I thought to myself.
“Some called him the high emperor of the Solar Empire, yet he is nothing.”
It had been an ambush.
“An ambush that might have never happened, had strider headed my advice.” I thought to myself gravely.
“I don’t know the reasons behind his ignorance, maybe it was pride, but that doesn't matter. All that matters is here and now…”
I had known that no one would have gotten out of that ravine alive. Something had to change that. I stood and drew my dæmonic blades, Ka’zarath and Zar’roc – Hope and Despair- and walked to the edge of the cliff. watching as the devastation of the battle became clear.