In a world where balance is the key to survival, chaos threatens to tip the scales as a never-ending war between humans and demons stretches on for millennia. A war fueled by ancient animosity between humans and demons.  


Leor, the Demon Prince and ruler of the demon realms of Valek’thar and Zaron, struggles to break free from the shadow of his father, the Primordial Demon King Aamon, as he tries to protect humans from the demons' wrath and end the war. 


Guided by an unyielding sense of duty, Leor forms uneasy alliances with demon hunters—Shania and Seraphina, and a guardian god to protect humans from the wrath of demons, and the entire realms from the  encroaching darkness of the Devourer—an orb capable of consuming entire worlds with its chaos magic. 

Meanwhile, Seraphina and Shania, demon hunters of unparalleled skill, navigate their own moral dilemmas as they face beings that blur the line between ally and enemy. Seraphina’s quest for knowledge to help end the war leads her to Azarath, Zariel’s enigmatic envoy, whose mastery of ancient magic is as intoxicating as it is dangerous. 


As the fragile peace between realms crumbles and gods are forced to interfere, the group uncovers an ancient, malevolent force pulling the strings behind the chaos—a god who defied the laws of existence itself.  


The heroes traverse breathtaking and treacherous realms. They face impossible odds, including obsidian-skinned creatures with glowing violet eyes, demons and ancient entities. Each step unravels secrets about the true nature of balance and the sacrifices required to preserve it.


Amidst determination, love, and the unrelenting march of war, Leor, Seraphina, Azarath, and Shania must decide whether they are willing to fight to protect the very foundations of existence—or succumb to the chaos that seeks to consume them all in the strength of their unlikely alliance and the eternal struggle to maintain balance in a fractured world.

Echoes Of Equilibrium : War Of The Worlds (Remastered Version)

The dark atmosphere of Xal’dar’s throne room was oppressive, a suffocating weight of malevolent energy that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. Shadows flickered on the jagged walls like restless spirits, and the only source of light was the faint, violet glow emanating from the inert orb on the platform behind the throne—the Devourer, and Xal'dar's piercing glowing eyes. 


With a burst of chaos energy, Commander Rhea appeared in the center of the chamber, her cloak billowing around her. She dropped to one knee immediately, head bowed, her hands trembling as they held the sceptre aloft. 


“My lord,” she said, her voice steady despite the tension in the air. “The sceptre, as you commanded.” 


Xal’dar rose from his throne, his form shrouded in shifting darkness. His glowing violet eyes narrowed as he descended the platform, each step echoing ominously in the vast chamber. When he reached Rhea, he extended an armoured hand, snatching the sceptre from her grasp. 


Rhea's Idea