Darkness spread across the land of Magvel, blanketing the skies in a thick, murky fog that clouded the townsfolk's vision. With the sun's rays blotted out, it didn't take long for the townsfolk to panic and huddle in their houses out of fear.

As if things can't get any worse, the land begins to quake Ruptures burst along the ground, dragging various buildings and cattle into the abyss. A great landslide singlehandedly took thousands of lives with it. A catastrophic calamity set the final stage of the end of the world.

The darkness worsened, and a loud booming voice boomed across the land.

"HEH HEH... HEH HEH HEH... WELL DONE, LYON. THE SACRIFICE OF YOUR FLESH AND THE SUM OF YOUR EFFORTS..."

"THEY WERE ALL FOR NAUGHT. GRADO'S DISASTER CANNOT BE AVERTED. MY RESURRECTION IS AT HAND"

An explosion rung out far off in the distance. Purple streaks of energy swirled around the ruined temple where it once stood. And in the center was a pair of golden eyes that cut through the darkness with an eerie smile as it roared.

"Now, humans... Weep for the dead. Despair for the living. Wail and tremble in grief. Grovel in awe and fear."

"I am returned."

The words uttered from the demon's mouth struck fear and despair with some fleeing amidst the imminent disaster. Formortiis was back. The heirs to the kingdom of Renais have failed.