The Tread of Light
Once upon a time, the land was filled with sorrow. A Lord of Blight ruled the land with death, famine, and War. People lived like rats and plotted in the dark. It was then that Light came from a hole in the clouds. The people saw a flare on the sky that lit up the day. The Bright Lord was born, and soon after men rebelled against the dark and won.
A thousand years after the Age of Ancients, the last of the colossus was slain and the West and East meets. The Blight threatens to return and yet there has been no Bright Lord ever since. False Lords appears, dirtying the name of the Bright Lord. With the Age of Blight looming on the horizon. The Bright Lord still hasn't appear and only those who sully the name of the Bright Lord
fawkslen · Fantasy