In the fantasy continent of Nixis, civilizations of different races flourished and intertwined. However, a sudden disaster completely changed everything. The black mist was like a claw from the abyss, swallowing up the brilliance of the sun in an instant, plunging the entire continent into unprecedented darkness and despair. In this catastrophe, only a handful of creatures survived by chance or tenacious vitality.
"Oh - so that's what it is." Eric closed the book he was holding and looked at the broccoli boxer who punched the ghoul in front of him. The other person was staring at him with an evil look on his face, which made Eric panic. "Then who can explain to me why there is such a strange plant? Ah! Ah! Don't slap me in the face! Don't slap me in the face!"
