|THE DISCIPLES SERIES
|ART BY ME
A peaceful folk, the Empire had prospered for centuries. On good terms with their distant neighbors, the Mountain Clans, it seems that nothing could disturb the tranquility of their realm. Nothing until the prophecy was revealed :
"The accursed angel, riding his fiery steed, will curse the land, and the poisoned soil shall harvest beasts and demons."
The elders had long told legends of battle against devilish creatures. But the past is so easily forgotten... A infernal rift opened in the heart of the Empire, and from the molten crevice poured forth the Legions of the Damned. The Empire's forces fell back under the treacherous assault of the Witches, Gargoyles, and Demons. Desperately, the Knights and Archers fought to protect their wives and children, hovering over them like warrior angels, as the populace withdrew to the east.
"Ten years later... The threat is more real than ever... The battle of the gods continues... The dark prophecy is still haunting your dreams..."