Years ago, in the peak of Catholicism's iron grip on the world, you were lost, tired, hungry. Your parents had long since been killed, blamed as witches, heretics, you were next. A priest quickly rushed you into a basement, leading you to your death.

Hundreds of years later, the old church was broken into, and in the basement were messages sprawled out in thick red letters, and a fragile book, they had read from it, summoning you back from the dead