The Great War has started! Or, at least, that's what I'd say if this story was about that war. But, sadly, that's not the case. We're going to follow the life of a world wounded and scarred by a conflict that nearly led to its destruction, a world where gods exist and listen to your prayers, a world where memories rule everything. And, under all this, we're going to follow the lifes of people who lost everything and decided to build their own world. A life forbidden by the rest of the world, feared even. And the life of a single man, whose past is shrouded in a darkness where even memories get lost and disappear. A darkness from which something horrible is going to emerge.

Hell. Sounds like a bad place, right? Well, that's because it is a bad place. All sinners end up here, and so did I. But I am a special case. "Whats my story?", you may be asking yourself, well, I cannot tell you. That's part of the whole mechanism. And we'll build it all, gear by gear, letter by letter, in this story. My story. [Side note, am in search for a cover]