He tried to live an ordinary life in this terrible, cruel world— in a world of magic and sword, a world that has survived the apocalypse. Hunger, desolation, medieval times with swordmen and sorcerers. But beyond all that, the world is steeped in the Corruption: its offspring roam—mutants and reanimated corpses. And alongside it all, there are divine beings playing out their own endless games.
And he turned out to be a pawn in those games. He tried to avoid the fate of a pawn in the games of the gods. He just wanted to live, just wanted to love. Betrayed, exiled, disillusioned with his own plans and desires, he decided to end his path in this world in the most radical way he could think of.
But he forgot: what is already dead cannot die. Because he is dead—he is already a piece on the board of a divine game. He is an instrument, a weapon. An instrument of Death. He is already on the other side of life, on the other side of light.
And new dark paths await him. On them, dark individuals and grim entities will be waiting—ones who hid in the darkness for far too long. Death is waiting for them as well.
With a grim smirk, the instrument of Death goes along dark trails straight into the deepest darkness. In the name of light and life.