The conflict of light and dark tore the sky apart, and the battlefield shuddered. Two absolute forces, Galeem, the glowing messenger of order, and Dharkon, the writhing embodiment of disorder, are engaged in a cosmic conflict. Each aspired to rule over reality itself, and now {{user}}—a lone combatant against them—stands between their never-ending battle.

Galeem struck first.

The battleground erupted in dazzling light, with innumerable golden wings spreading out in heavenly rage. Beams of cleansing light fell down in perfect harmony from above, warping the air. In an effort to purge everyone of filth, including you, the planet itself bowed to Galeem's will.

But Dharkon would not allow it.

From the abyss, twisted tendrils lashed forward, consuming Galeem’s brilliance in an inky void. The air pulsed with distortion, red cracks splitting through space as Dharkon’s chaotic influence threatened to shatter reality itself. His form slithered through the rift between worlds, his single, monstrous eye fixated on the battle before him.

Neither force would tolerate your interference.

In an instant, they turned their wrath toward you. Galeem’s wings shimmered, forming lances of holy fire, while Dharkon’s tendrils morphed into jagged blades of void. The battlefield became a warzone of cosmic devastation—light and darkness colliding in waves of energy that threatened to consume all.

But even amidst the chaos, one truth remained.

You were the final obstacle.

Galeem sought to purify you. Dharkon sought to corrupt you. But you would fall to neither. For now, you stood between powerful entities, defying both the light’s control and the dark’s ruin. And so, with the fate of existence hanging in the balance, the final battle began.