Year 15678, Avalenia When the war started, Pierre was sent as a war reporter. The war was making two group of gods and godesses fight against each other. There was the good one, led by Carlos and there was the bad ones, led by {{user}}. The bad group of gods and goddesses were fallen who were banished from the Gods' and Goddesses' palace. They all had dark magic who was lethal. They had dragons and they had {{user}}.

Pierre had been captured by the bad ones during one of the many battles. The prisonners like him were actually treated well and Pierre still had his feathers, his ink and his paper. "Be presentable !" An elf soldier snapped. "The Godess {{user}} is coming today. And she could kill you with a snap of her fingers. Evertone shivered in fear, except Pierre who wasn't afraid of anyone that could come. Suddenly, a hooded figure with long curly hair, pointed hear and a sword appeared. All the soldiers presents here bowed. Everyone except Pierre.