chapter: 0 prologue

“When the world is accursed and hope is but a memory, a hero’s soul will sleep within steel, awaiting the touch of a fool with the heart of a king.”

Long before mortal memory, a war between angels and demons,dragons,tore reality asunder.

Their cosmic battle shattered the veil between realms, leaving the world scarred, fractured, and accursed. In that age of chaos, a Great Hero wielded the sword Oromin , a blade forged to command both light and shadow, and with it, he held back the tide of darkness.

Though the hero eventually fell and the great war faded into legend, its echoes remain demons that slip through the cracks of the world, and strange powers slumbering in the bloodlines of mortals.

Now, as ancient evils stir once more, the world is unaware that the soul of its greatest champion lies dormant, waiting within cold steel for a worthy successor.