The cycle of guilt is gone by elements out his control, stuck on a primitive planet with only his 2 melee weapons and his syringe, he will be here forever that's filled with talking animals. And now two years have passed, sent to armello by a request of a dead man to prevent disaster for totally no selfish reasons at all. And he can't kill everyone due to how cute most of them are.

A series of unfortunate event had awaken the men to a different plane. The means to survival rest in their leaders as they faced the endless dangers of unknowable magic, deceitful characters and the growing tide of the Rot. How would they fare under the world of Armello?