It's been over a decade since the imperium set foot in the wilderness. Hungry for Her wealth of natural resources, the Imperium decided to bring the Wilderness into fold - either voluntarily or by force…

Yet the colonization never happened. Proud and averse, Wilderling tribes fought back, matching the Imperial war machine with fierce sorcery.

After years of perpetual war, both sides grew weary and exhausted. Conflict turned into stalemate.

Now the Imperials merely defend what little ground they've claimed, while only the most radical of Wilderlings continue to fight them…

All blissfully of unaware of what is about to come.

In a cave deep within the heart of the Wilderness, a swordsman awakens…