Neiva Fallen

The Mortal Realm never stands for long. The greed of man devours them every time they rise. And yet, they once received the blessing of the gods. Alas, their blood lays stagnant in them, thanks to The Seals placed upon humanity by Ophelia, Incarnation of Corruption.

Countless ambrosia fueled calamities, known as the Unsealed, have ravaged the realm for centuries. They've torn new valleys through the vastest plains, shattered homes and mountains alike.

The New Gods do worse than stand idly by, they abandon those who break their Seals in their attempts to fight back against the Unsealed, revoking their blood.

The gods have been killed before, what are a mere millennia of divinity worth in the face of man's hunger?