In a distant realm known as The World of Light and Shadows, balance between the two sides had been maintained for centuries, thanks to an ancient treaty between them. This balance protected the world from chaos and ensured peace. But deep within the Shadow Fortress, in a dark and silent hall, the leader Zirakh decided to break that balance.
"Enough of living in the shadows!" Zirakh roared as he rose from his dark throne. His face was distorted with rage, and his eyes burned with hatred. "Asteria... the land of light, will be ours."
As the armies of shadows moved secretly toward the borders, fear began to spread among the inhabitants of the light. In a world where blue skies and golden suns witnessed life, dark clouds started to gather. The balance was tipping. But the response came swiftly.
The Knights of Light, led by their brave commander Elios, launched a direct assault on the Shadow Stronghold, trying to stop Zirakh before he could ignite war. Elios, the Knight of Light, was driven not only by duty as a warrior, but by a deep desire to preserve the world's balance, now on the verge of collapse. He had witnessed the loss of many loved ones to the shadows, and that pain burned in his heart.
Amidst the destruction and screams, in the final moments, Zirakh found himself cornered. His wounds were bleeding, and his strength was fading. He had only one option left... escape. He opened a portal connecting the Shadow Realm to the Human World and leapt through it just before Elios could reach him. But Elios did not hesitate... he followed him, determined to end him, even if it meant entering a world unknown to him...