The old gods are dead and new ones have not yet been established.
When the World Tree began to collapse, the shadow of the Black King once again filled the air, and the entire era fell into the final madness. The dynasty was overturned in the sea of fire overnight; it became paranoid in the torn between restoring the country and saving relatives; the mixed-race son, burdened with original sin, searched for impossible redemption between the fear of mankind and the rejection of his own race.
This is not only the revenge of the prince, not only the epic of the hero. This is the struggle of the pawns on the imperial border in the torrent, the first torch lit by the revolutionaries in the darkness, the cruel choice between sin and redemption by the mercenaries, and the last prophecy of the prophet in despair.
This is an era without protagonists, because everyone is the protagonist of their own destiny, but they are jointly involved in the endgame of the game between gods and demons. When the royal power turns to ashes, who can hear the faint poem that comes from the dust and blood?
