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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 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. The trio's quest to end the war leads them to Azarath, Zariel’s enigmatic envoy and second-in-command, who happens to be a shadow demon. 

As the fragile peace between realms crumbles and gods are forced to pull strings, the group uncovers an ancient, malevolent force pulling the strings behind the chaos—a dark god who broke 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 also 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)

Meanwhile, in the realm of Salakar—a world parallel to Vaul, the skies churned with ominous energy as a massive violet rift pulsing in its midst poured forth an endless wave of Xal'dar's army—obsidian minotaurs, twisted elves, behemoths, and other grotesque obsidian creatures—all bent on conquering Salakar. The once-tranquil lands of the realm of Salakar, home to the noble and cultured fauns, had now become a fierce battleground. 


The fauns stood as paragons of strength and honour, their majestic presence bold. Their slender, athletic bodies, covered in a fine, tawny hair, seemed perfectly chiseled. Their legs, shaped like those of a goat, ended in surefooted hooves that barely touched the ground as they moved with silent, panther-like grace on the battlefield. 


Their intricate silver armor, polished perfectly, reflected the sunlight in dazzling flashes, highlighting the muscular curves of their human torsos. 


The Battle For Salakar