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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)

The ocean churned with chaos and blood as the battle for Atlan raged on. The leviathan loomed above the battlefield, a nightmare given form. Its obsidian body stretched for miles, its violet eyes glowing like twin voids of annihilation. Each movement of its colossal frame sent shockwaves through the water, scattering warriors and debris alike. As its massive jaws opened, a vortex of destruction began to form, pulling everything toward its gaping maw. 


The waters howled with death as it swallowed thousands of Atlan's forces with no mercy. The once-glorious formations of merfolk, aquari, nereids, sirens, and selkies had become scattered, their blood painting the ocean in ribbons of crimson and deep blue. 


Below them, the darkness loomed—not from the sea itself, but from the rift, still torn open at the bottom of the trench. 


From it, more of Xal'dar's creatures continued to rise. 


The Battle For Atlan II