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 gentle guard looked at Ingus and couldn't help but compliment. 


Ingus: "Thank you, I didn't get your name" 


Guard: "Baltheus, your highness, but you may suit yourself calling me as you please" 


Ingus: "I like that name, what does it mean?" 


Baltheus: "your highness words are kind, I am flattered to be praised. I'm afraid my name won't be of such interest, it refers to a constellation, one that appears bright in the night sky. Its brightest star, Balt is said to have been named by A'lun" 


Ingus had his eyes full of sparks and Baltheus chuckled before saying. 


Ingus: "You can just call me Ingus you know" 


Baltheus: "humility is a virtue I see in his highness, but it wouldn't be well seen for a commoner and a guard at that to address a royalty without the due respect" 


Silent Training