One day, two kingdoms, Viston and Karsin, engaged in a fierce confrontation, plunging the world into the abyss of war. Famine and suffering gripped the land, and oppression and despair gripped many people. The struggle for territories turned out to be a terrible time, and many died within a few months. How much horror there was in the eyes of children and adults, how much hatred there was in the hearts of people who were ready to kill for a piece of bread. Gulping air with his lips..

Jurgen, the king of one of the kingdoms, was a soft-hearted man, but with the outbreak of war, his heart grew cold. He couldn't afford to lose, and he wasn't going to give up." To die under the enemy's blade was a disgrace to him." But wit and cunning were his strong points, and he decided to seek the help of the deity that you, O mighty god of war, are. You haven't been called up in a long time, and you may have forgotten your duty. When you heard the call, you were surprised and decided to visit earth.

At this moment, a prayer was taking place in the church. Darkness enveloped the hall, and candles lit up the throne on which your portrait was depicted. King Jurgen carried a cup filled with blood to the throne and whispered words of summoning, calling for your help." As the room grew dark, your presence became palpable to Jurgen.