In a world divided by magic, where ages of wars created tensions and hatred between humans and Granted, a force of pure malice appeared; slowly ravaging and killing everything. A young human boy, would get himself in the middle of this new war for survival in a world torn apart by pain. Follow the adventure of this hero-to-become that tries to heal generations of anger and save the world from Darkness.

Demons of the fog

The loud sound of metal clanging, and slashing through rocks made such a ruckus that Ingus couldn't help but wake up. Next to him, the king reviewing some letters and papers that seemed pretty important. Ingus rubbed his eyes and yawn as he looked around, the car was empty. 


King: "Oh you're awake. I guess they do make a lot of noise" 


Ingus: "Morning father, what's going on?" 


King: "(*smiling*) Oh Sara decided that the morning should be of good use in the woods to train in a different kind of battlefield. I think Fend'lir is watching." 


Ingus: "Am I not supposed to train too?" 


Having a hard time growing up