A champion finds himself at the cross-roads of reality; after his many years serving in the royal army, with the conflicts increasing in intensity, and setting the world ablaze. He decides to move one of the only few parts of the world that still remain unharmed by war.
Whatever choice he makes after, there isn't much time... The clock keeps moving on, and the world keeps on going; though the heavens fall.
Leaving some people wondering; In a world contempt with fantasy and aggression. When shall the Ascended Warrior rise? and for how much longer the raging continents can take?