Welcome to world of Obsidian, where what was once a single landscape, now lay shattered into nine distinct realms, bound together by the Mother Goddesses, as conflict breaks out among each, whether with the others, or with themselves, because in this world, every action, is driven by an insatiable need to Sin, to harm another, to exploit the realm for your own needs.

The world, feeds on the blood of the fallen, as each soldier within it, is reduced to nothing but a Cog in an endless cycle of blood. One no one seeks to change because war is all they have ever known - and all they have grown to love. The world has adapted so excellently to this violence, that the magic that once drove its peace.. nay, it's foolishness has bled into the very earth itself, and all left above, is the shell of beauty, hiding the world of Scorn and viscera that hides beneath.

Can the love of Two lost souls change it all? Or will they fall into the maw of the beast?

Welcome

Once more-

To Obsidian!!