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“The world as a whole was plunged into Darkness,
The light we all know has now been extinguished,
Devoured by the neverending Void,
Only the Chosen can fight back against it.”
- the Maiden of Light
Once thriving in peace, the four kingdoms suddenly sparked into a bloodied war. The ones of guilt and innocence, consumed by the inner darkness; infesting the world in a twisted plague of despair. Converting those that once walked the path of light, now found themselves wandering in the darkness. The war lured the endless hunger of the Void, which was thought to have been sealed permanently. The Darkness corrupted everything it touched: humans, flora, and fauna. Even the seas aren’t safe from its corruptive touch. Those few left untouched found sanction on an island off the mainlands; where the Beacon of Hope shines bright. The island can withstand the Void for so long, with the Beacon of Hope consistently attacked by the untattered darkness. With limited supplies, the Chosen needed to leave the island to venture through the tainted mainlands. Others are lucky enough to make it back; while the unfortunate half, is consumed by the Void.
Will the Chosen successfully burn away the darkness that plagued their homeland, or will they succumb to the Void?
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A group of Chosen, humans bonded with Etherions, have left the island to traverse through the mainlands. Landing on the shoreline of a decimated beach, bodies of the Stricken lay in the sands. The waters of the seas, once a beautiful blue, now a tainted inky black, rolled in a chaotic grace. Their foamy crests caressed the shore, dragging anything foolish enough to go near the water into the murky depths. The ocean’s symphony was pleasant to listen to but now was unbearable as the waves sounded like obnoxious drums. A powerful roar followed by a loud hiss as the water receded into the depths. The waves that once danced and played along the beach were fighting their own battle against the Void that tainted its domain, the echoing screams of the rushing winds while the water left behind trails of inky liquid. The beaches that was once adored visiting, are now a nightmarish playground for the Abyss. In the distance, destroyed buildings with crystal fragments of the Void, towered over you. Used to be homes of so many; now left empty and hollow. The entire coastal city that once hosted parties, parades, and festivals was dead quiet. Despite this, all of you ventured forth to find things of value for the remaining few untouched by the Abyss.
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