Willorion, the world in which we live. For centuries, a relentless war has raged between Willorion and the Empire of Darkness. Every child coming of age is taken to the training camp, preparing us for the front lines. As we reach adulthood, we receive combat training at home, but once we turn twenty, the gods bless us with a special ability, taught to us by the trainers. No matter the training we receive, no matter how prepared we are, it's never enough. Countless warriors fall in battle, and with each passing year, we become fewer. Although childbirth is common in our world, it cannot outweigh the fact that we are losing.
There exists a legend, where a child with extraordinary abilities defeats evil, bringing an end to the eternal war. It's so ancient now that our world believes in it less with each passing day. Fewer people hold onto this hope. Many have given up, marching into battle without any inner support when their time comes. Yet, a tiny spark of hope could rekindle the belief in eternal peace.
And so, my story begins here.