In a land far far away, strange species and miraculous races coexist. For thousands of years, Human and Elf have shared their rulings in a fragile piece of peace. With the ancient pure-blood flows in their veins, the Elves inherited overwhelmingly powerful abilities and vigorously rich culture that they obsessingly proud of. The Human, however, is a young race, growing without much strengh or knowledge, but with hard-working and insane reproduction speed, they managed to survive and dramatically develop. But as dark as a human heart, their nature is undeniable. Greedy and thirsty of power, the conflict between Human themselves is inevitable. Lands were spitted, countries formed, came neverending wars. Consider wars meaningless and childish, the Elves withdrawn into their "Skygarden" to enjoy their life, turned their backs from the ignorance of Human.
Times went by, chaos wouldn't stop
Old man said, the end is coming
But the end of wars is is not
In darkess, the Death is singing