Once he ruled this Circle.
Since then, heavenly signs have changed hundreds of times, but his name still echoes in ancient legends of the local Peoples. The White Devil—spoken of with fear and disgust by those who believed the lies of Eternity. The Giver of Lightning—whispered with reverence by those who remember the glory of the Thousand Brothers.
Once, he touched the sky and joined the ranks of the greatest heroes of Unity.
His name is cursed, the capital is destroyed, his People have been expelled beyond the boundaries of the Circle of Life and scattered among many tribes. Those in whom his blood flows have forgotten the Ascension, becoming wretched shadows of former greatness.
Now he has returned.
It’s time to remember who he was and restore his former glory.
Even if it means having to become the Lord of Shadows.