As the chaos ensued, the sky ripped open and down rained the shadows of the void.
The vast Bastion empire covered galaxies from one side of the universe to the horizon and even beyond. But regardless of what galaxy or kingdom, above the countless vassals of the empire there were multiple shadows raining down upon them.
The Capital and the origin of the Empire, however no longer had a sky. The shadows were so numerous that they had become a blanket of darkness. The only light left was the glow of the Aeon that protected the great City of Bastion. All power throughout the city was diverted to this Shield.
The Aeon boasted the defense of a Turleon, but even with the power of the entire city, it could not hold back the Daemons for long.
As the Aeon started to crack and the darkness started to seep into the city. Multiple human silhouettes that could barely be seen shot out towards the sky.
"Form a line and close that breach" came a voice only heard by the Heralds
The red figures shot out and directly met the daemons head-on while the blue figures spread out to the surrounding perimeter of the breach. The red figures started to punch the the barely human looking silhouette that came through the opening.
The blue figures appeared to be just standing behind the red figures with their eyes closed and sweat forming upon their brows. But, slowly the gap started to lessen.
Just when the breach was about to be closed, a giant ball of darkness descended from the tear in the sky and collided with the shield. As the shattered pieces of Aeon turned into nothingness, the people filled with despair.
Suddenly, the sound of a bell rang out from the center of the city. Whether you were in the Akkadian region or the Resilean galaxy, a distinct looking bell floated up into the sky in the center of all the cities of the empire.
Time seemed to halt as the bell rose into the air.
The denizens recognized the bell as "The Bell", it was an ancient artifact known to be in every city of the Empire usually accompanied by a statue of an unknown hooded man whose face was covered with a mask of death. (skull face mask)
Written on the bell were words of a bygone era. As the bell shined like a star in the sky, a calming voice spread throughout the empire.
"When your shield is broken and your sword left shattered"
"When the bell tolls for thee"
"I will be your shield"
"I will be your sword"
"I will be your Bastion"
"A Herald of Hope"
In every city, a bright light shot into the sky and when the light subsided. The familiar silhouette of an unknown man, thought to be a statue. With no name, no face but always by the side of "The Bell"
In the minds of the people they recognized this man to be .....
"THE BELGARDE" shouted a child pointing into the sky.