Since the beginning of time,light and darkness had always existed
But this eternal balance would soon come to an end...
Ahriman's desire for domination would lead him to unleash his corruption
The darkness spread throughout the land casting a shadow
The few who stood against the darkness faced destruction
Overwhelmed by Ahriman's deadly legious
And those of weak souls and darker hearts
Were easily swayed by whispers of promises
Granted with infinite powers they would become the corrupted
These chosen would lead the Army of Chaos in their final assault against Ormadz(Ormazd?) remaining forces
Buteven in the darkest times shines some light and brings with it hope
In a desperate move,Ormadz deceived his dark twin imprisoning him in an ancient place of worship
Where no man would dare to tread...The Tree of Life
Lost in a forgotten desert of sand,Ahriman's voice was never to be heard again...
To guard this eternal prison,a tribe of warriors was chosen with the mission that no allay of the night would ever free the Dark God
10000 years have past
And the grains of sand have past through the templitude of time allowing men to forget
My name is Elika.I am the last princess of this once great warrior tribe
We have failed in our quest...
The darkness now seeps through the cracks of the Tree of Life
And the Gods have abandoned us to our fate
Is there no one who can help us now...
