The continent of Arvium. Sixty years ago, these lands bore witness to the arrival of a being henceforth known as the Demon King. His foul, corruptive presence was immediately apparent; nature itself twisted before his very existence, and it wasn’t long before a horde of demons and monsters fell upon the nations of man.
It was a dark time. No matter how many times these heroes struck down the Demon King, death proved to be naught but a temporary setback. He soon returned; He always did. And, when the animals themselves were ready thralls for his forces, attrition was on the Demon’s side.
Driven to desperation, it was the learned men of Arvium who would discover a solution. The Demon’s soul would be pulled from His body, and sealed within that of a human. Without his influence, the demonic plague would fracture and vanish from the face of Arvium. The continent would know peace once more.
It was a solution. But it was a flawed, fragile one. The flesh...
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