In the beginning, life was great despite all the ups and downs one went through to survive. It was just part of the thrill of living.

Suddenly, the veil separating the material world from the astral planes was torn. How that happened was a mystery. Darkness and despair crept in slowly, like a shadow at dawn.

At first, people didn't notice anything unusual. The sun still rose, birds still sang, and life carried on as normal. But then strange things started to happen.

A sense of unease settled over people like a shroud. Some saw strange shadows, others heard eerie whispers. The air grew colder, and the sky turned dark as night.

Fear started to grip people, but they had no idea how bad things would get. It all started with a whisper that no one could quite understand. The eclipse had arrived and brought darkness to people's dreams.

At first, only a few had strange dreams, but soon it spread like a disease. The dreams turned into nightmares, with monsters chasing and loved ones being torn apart. No one knew why this was happening, but they feared the darkness was here to stay.

The darkness covered everything, and dark phantoms emerged from underground. Soul reaping and possessing once innocent people, now twisted and hungry for power. They were dead but alive, feeding on life.

The darkness spread like a virus, infecting everyone it touched. People turned against each other, and the world became a battlefield. It felt like there was no hope, only sorrow and despair.

But then, a glimmer of light appeared. It started small but grew brighter each day.

With the help of a selected few who shared the knowledge of how to harness demonic essence, people remembered the light inside them and fought back. Slowly, they waged back at the demons in the long-lasting war.