When he had lost all hope of living, a girl who called herself a demon appeared before him.
"Make a pact with me and become my little sister. I'll grant all your wishes."
"Can you let me keep living?"
"Of course."
A demon's pact is the truest thing there is, a law inscribed upon the world itself.
As a name is written on the page, a journey through a new world is about to begin.
Beneath the silent tree, an elf's arrow flies.
The sun at night points the way to the will of the gods.
A girl born from a sword spirit cuts open the prelude to the throne.
The nobles at the academy are showing off their wisdom.
The vampires plotting to overthrow divine authority are gathering their strength.
The dragons above the Sea of Chaos gaze down upon all living things.
Beneath the holy light of the Church lies the Empire's graveyard.
Yet no one has ever paid heed to the people from that lofty seat of the gods.
"May you always remain just."
"May you always follow order."
"May you always uphold morality."
"As for me, I will destroy all these falsehoods."
