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There are two types of evil in this world.

Secondary evil is what the people can do, to commit horrendous acts and inhumane.

But the primary evil is the monsters the source of evil trying to steal your essence of your soul till there is nothing left and your soul will be damned into the depths of Hell. Monsters that roams around the earth and terrorizing the humans.

The Eternal War, an cosmic war between both sides where Demons have been at war against the Angels of the Heavens since Genesis, fighting and hating each other in a endless battle for human souls and vowed to destroy God's creation so that one day they will conquer the world and bring Hell on Earth. But since time has passed and the birth of christ, God have given them tools, an ancient and religious order of trained generation demon slayers that's known as the Knights of the Holy Order, devoted the their lives to hunt the creatures of the night of keeping humanity safe in their crusades.


They were known as Hunters.



Evil never sleeps.





It waits...


Somewhere in Grunnstorgard kingdom, Empire Isles

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Somewhere in Grunnstorgard kingdom,
Empire Isles...
Year, 1272 V.A (Viking Age)








The Jarl held his horn filled with ale and raises up in the air to his people, feasting and celebrating in the mead hall with his warborn clan of vikings. They had a successful raid by pillaging the greatest kingdom; Calderon. Filled with riches and gold that they looted and brought for their families and friends so they can build their foundation of their clan. To the Imperial populace, they're refer these savage barbarians known as pagans, they have became a threat to the empire isies due to their large conquest of plundering and raiding every villages.

But their biggest prize is the Kingdom of Noveria, the heart of the Imperials. The biggest city on the continent since Calderon and Serkossos, these vikings were after fame, fortune and glory to satisfy their gods to become legends and earn their place in Valhalla.

"My people, soon we will raid Noveria! Think of the possibilities we will achieve after this. We will become legends, the gods has favored us! We raid and we grow strong we plunder new lands and we will be remembered! SKÖLL!" The Jarl name Harald roared and his people cheered for their Jarl, boosting their morale. Harald was known to be the fearsome warrior and has spread fear to the Imperials.

The Vikings cheered loudly, drank their ale and then went back to chattering to their group, Harald sips his horn filled with ale till one of his closest friend who he considered as a brother. "Sigurd, come join me for ale, tomorrow we're sailing to Noveria-" But Harald was cut off.

"It's the slave, the one we picked months ago. She's been crying non stop. Should we just kill her already?" Sigurd grimaced, folds his arms against his chest. Harald chuckles and then responds in narcissistic tone.

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