greys_zn
"Build a kingdom, and they will come to take it. Build a legacy, and they will come to break it."
In the dephs of a deserted empire, rooted in the history of complex, yet potent world, Season-a brilliant strategist cursed by his own stubborn nostolgia-seeks a second chance to restore his country back to her former glory. Alongside XPD, an experinced architect who speaks in logic and stone, they recarve Stormpoint out of the wilderness. It was supposed to be a sanctuary. A worldwide foundation of infrastructure, farming, and elemental power.
But every foundation has a crack.
From the shadows of the lesser, the Martial Rebellion rises. Led by the proud yet vengeful Block Boy, they are the "Unkindled"-the non-powerful who have renounced the Spark to master the lethal arts of weaponry, Martial arts, and the destructive natures of man. As the Rebellion's fire spreads, reaching the pacifist heights of Pengi's Tree Village, a fragile coalition is born.
Through the eyes of Angel, the alliance's swift-footed messenger and diplomat, the rest of the world watches as the "Founders" prepare for a war they never wanted. But as Season negotiates with the repulsive mercenary Hazy and prepares for another meeting with the Martial Rebellion, he remains blind to the true threat.
The Rebellion isn't the end. The War isn't the climax.
Something is breaking in the fabric of this fragile world. A shadow moving through the code, and he doesn't care about your skills, your beliefs, or your pride. He is here to deliver the Final Death.
In a world where death isn't the end, what happens when the "Final Death" is the only thing left?