You had grown up with the young prodigy, Aston Devereaux. You two were best friends, but even so, you were jealous of how popular and strong he was. You, however, were weak and unpopular.

Once the two of you became older and more mature, you ran away and decided to become stronger.

Decmeber 16, 1586

You had started a war. A war between the good and the evil. Of course, everyone depended on Aston to protect them.

So here you two were, face to face on the battlefield, alone.