In a land where Demonic Beasts roam around freely, and the survival of humanity hinges on strength, a certain group were engaged in a ferocious conflict with the monsters that sought to devour them.
"RAHHHHH!!!"
~SWISH!~
Their voices ascended into the air as their blades sliced the evil creatures into nothing but mincemeat.
Each of their weapons, varying in size and length, cut through the creatures with monstrous strength.
The Demonic Beasts, all having grotesque bodies, that were seemingly made up of black ooze, roared and increased in number.
Their animal-like characteristics gave them sharp fangs and very long claws. Some even had spikes on their bodies, and their massive size made their malformed body appear all the more threatening.
Threatening enough to have made the humans back down every single time, running for their lives or even giving in to the despair of death... all until six months ago.
The day of the Divine Descent, when the god-king visited the land.
