Prologue
There are certain things in this world that we don't quite understand. This was definitely one of them. It affected my world, my country, my people. I loved my people more than anything, and seeing their destruction felt worse than my own.
This "shadow" that hovered over my world, started it's trail of destruction in small villages and cities. One was aware of it. Papers covered stories on it, rumors were heard all over the town sqaure even children talked about it. It was certainly not a flesh eating virus. No, this was some other disease. A disease my world feared for years.
Then, when one had stopped hearing about it, it was outside your window, on your front doorstep, one could not escape. Instead of hearing of it in small villages, it headed for manors, even small kingdoms. This "shadow" spread it's disease quickly. It claimed my people so easily. It was either succumb or be destroyed.
Now, my world was falling apart. People turned against one another. So much bloodshed, it was horrid. It was as if history itself was repeating itself once again. There was one way to turn, and my people reluctantly agreed to turn to it. But, if it wasn't there, there was no hope for my people.