In a world you will only find in stories of weird old Religions there is the world of Roquxestremia.
In the constant struggle between good and evil, this world has fallen apart.
Roquxestremia has gotten its top 2 layers torn off, yet still accessible through diffrent wormholes.
On the most outer layer the fighting is the worst.
Surrendering to your enemies is no use.
Madness has filled the battlefield and has put it in a kill or be killed state.
The few places where there is peace, all kind of demi-humans take shelter behind the meters high and thick walls and trenches, hoping everyday they wont get dragged into the worst war Roquxestremia will ever face.
On the second layer you will only see those who chose to fight for what they believe in.
Taking prisoners is a little more common here, even if its just for horrific interrogation purposes.
Becauses if you are here both you and your enemies know you, and anyone here came with a iron will.
The third layer is pretty much thrown into chaos.
Only the most vile scumbags live and operate here.