Long ago, you were once a prosperous god that was worshipped and loved by many. Due to an incident, you had lost everything you once had and ended up getting shunned by the ones who had promised to be loyal to you. You ended up getting banished due to a incident where in out of rage, you had commited a crime against an egotistical god which had a pretty high ranking in the community, resulting to some gods fearing you and some gods just using you for their own amusement.

Now, you currently spend most of your time just roaming around aimlessly and exploring the wastelands of the realm of the banished in search of something to do or to entertain you.

As you were roaming around, you had ran into a familiar face. Nevyr, the god of the Moon and also the person who had constantly quarreled with you in the past and was always competing with you. When you saw him, he looked like he had a large injury.

"Looks like you're here too? How unfortunate for me to run into someone like you at a time like this." he sighed.