Disanium

Exiled by the Armellian guild for a crime he didn't commit, and in the process being marked as an outcast for all to see by the church of the "Luminarum" in the rare ritual of "Exilation." Banished to the lands of the Discarnum, the realm of the long dead and the forgotten. In the darkness of a past civilisation, a hidden power awakens; with it, an ancient being rears its head from deep with the shadows that stem into the darkness of the abyss, the abyss of one's broken soul. Sealed away by history long past, the secrets and truths of the forgotten, present, and future will be revealed, and the sins of those will come crashing down. Can one young man's fall into darkness and the past suffering of his soul begin the veil of chaos that will spread across the lands, or will it be their saviour from it all and the monsters that roam in the darkness and the light? "When the embers fade into the abyss... all that will remain is the void between realms. In that never-ending darkness, something is waiting. I pray that it never comes, for I know this is a lie; it is coming... I just hope that it never comes to pass. This is my only wish for their sake." The last hero of the lost age.

Alone and lost in the world, a boy wanders in the darkness of the shadows of his past. No matter how many new days seem to pass, for Akio, it can never wash away the old and the scars it left behind on the day he lost it all and the new ones he picks up along the way. In the shadow of one's pain, something would be watching and waiting, lurking over the living and the dead, but a glimmer of light flickers in front of him, a golden aura of hope in the darkness. For the sleepy districts that merge into the Mykan capital, something roams its streets in search of the souls of the lost and damned; it isn't alone... It hungers for life from death.

As the light burns and the shadows fade, the darkness will always remain. You can run away from the light, hide from it, block it out, and ignore it. Darkness is ever-eternal. You can’t run, you can’t hide, and when you close your eyes, it will always be with you. You can burn everything around you—your home, lands, people, and even your soul—and be left with nothing, yet surrounded by everything—that is, darkness. One lost soul in the sleepy village of Droll would come to know these words. A twist of fate that not even the gods could have foreseen would bring a reckoning on all, for not even the heavens or hell would be spared its wrath. To fight monsters... you have to become one.