On March 15, 44 BC, Caesar closed his eyes forever in the Senate. When he opened them again, he was in another world.
This chaotic world, a product of the gods' wicked amusement, was filled with heroes from different worlds and timelines, fighting one another alongside their followers.
Under the banner of the Sacred White Tree, led by Anduril's Sword, the Flame of the West, countless winged helms glinted across the plains. Seven beautiful stars would light their way.
The light of the Twin Sacred Trees was spread by the bearer of Vilya, the Ring of Wind. Their ranks marched in perfect unison, their feathered arrows beautiful, their golden armor shining across the land.
The crusader knights, bearing a black cross on white, once again took up their swords. This time, they would surely spread the glory of the Lord across this land.
The flag of the United Kingdom was raised. British soldiers who had fallen on the Plains of Abraham rallied around their General Wolfe, swearing that this land would belong to the great United Kingdom.
The dwarves who had fallen at the Gates of Kandom raised their proud warhammers. The great King of the Hill would lead them to plant the mountain banner atop the highest peak.
The demon of chaos, Mikhid, crawled out from the depths of hell, bringing countless loathsome, filthy demons with him. They turned the world into a wasteland.
And through the clouds, a dazzling golden eagle banner emerged from the mist.
