Prologue
Years ago there was an idea. A dream. A belief that one could somehow cheat death itself. Then, one day, a man made the dream become real; but with devastating consequences.
It started with the machine and the scientists.
Their dream was to cure the human race of its flaws, of it's fragileness, of it's mortality. It was a fool's desperate dream, and yet they was so close. They were so close to the true power.
But some of them were all too eager to see the fruits of their hard labor and, against the wishes of the man, rushed the delicate project.
That day they had inadvertently given birth to a new age in the world and a violent birth it was. It changed the world. A rip was formed in the fabric of reality, causing the world to enter an war.
That day, everything changed.
The demons were born...
