Back when time was young two forces were born. One was the light to shine upon the newly forged mountains, across lakes and oceans. The second was the dark, the shade did nothing but add depth and meaning to light. These forced worked in tandem and kept the world in balance. A man the mortal races called hero ended that balance by slaying the god of Darkness himself, Altrey. The forces of Darkness became monstrous in Altrey's absence and flooded the world wild with their anger. In a world now devoid of true heroes, who could stem the tide of evil? The only ones with the power to change fate are those who have seen it's judgement and rebelled against it's bias. These great men are no heroes but what is a hero. A hero is one who gives the most when they have the least.