In the world of kings and kingdoms.

The world of gems know as cores which grants immense power, or those few who where born to be followers of god.

A world were four kingdoms held the most powerful cores, "fragments",which granted the citizens of each kingdom unique abilities, there was a blade that defied them all, made from the sadness of the earth.

It was Thousands of years ago, back when humans gather round to serve different gods in which they believed in. Back when the hearts of men were cruel and wicked, back when the demons of the earth never slept, did they realize that the blade was not of good.

"I come forth to thee", the blade of evil and darkness, curse my enemies and take away thy souls. And immediately, the man turned around and saw his son who he came with lying dead with red markens all over his body. The man droped to his knees and cried out to the villagers. " The blade has turned against us, let us break it and destroy it, so it will never be seen again".

Then an old woman wearing a white gown decorated with flowers walked out from the crowd. "The sword cannot be broken neither destroyed, we can only place spells upon it so no one will be able to come near it". And so they did.

As time passed down, kingdoms were built and prophecies were seen and the demons of the earth hide by the blade and the blade grew in power, But was never lifted or touched....

PRESENT DAY

...until this very day.