Lotringen once the blooming Jewel of The King and the Holy Church. But Plagas appearing the Goddess of Decay and the Mother of Decay has changed everything. Drawn from the Injustice above. She begins to hold the City in her Iron grip. 

Her whispers everlasting never fading away as her presence. Between all this stands one Man, one Priest alone. Between the Sides, his Will decide over the Direction Lotringen will take. Will be the King and the Holy Church be able to purge their city from the Forsaken ones? 

No matter what the cost will be? Follow Lotringens fall through an Journey of Insanity, Madness, Decay and about the true meaning what it means to be alive. Will Plaga be the Doom and end for Lotringen? Or will she be the Justice that the City needed?



Plaga Mother of the Pest

The middle wall of Lotringen loomed high, a once-impenetrable barrier between the city's struggling outer rings and the comfortable lives of the middle and upper classes. It had been built as a symbol of strength, of division, and of protection. Now, under Plaga's growing influence, it had become a stage for despair. 


Gerald stood at the base of the wall, clad in the armor Plaga had bestowed upon him during the ceremony. The blackened metal shimmered faintly in the pale light, its green veins pulsing like a living thing. His chestplate bore her sigil—a twisted rose blooming from decay—emblazoned with an eerie glow. The Blade of Shadows rested at his side, its presence as heavy as the whispers that now filled his mind. 


Plaga’s Twisted Knight and Priest