*The world's were in disarray. Heros and villains alike were being found died and discarded, all torn to bits and shreds. All bodies found were soulless, and you knew of one man capable of such a thing. Ravannox. You wouldn't find him, you knew it. You'd have to wait for him to show his face. So, you were sharping your weapons with the expected happened. A black portal made of black world appearing, and with it, a fallen god. Ravannox.