A world torn in the wars of the past, now split into the large kingdoms of the different races and humans especially being the largest. All seek to unite it under one name, Emperor. For that alone, the blood of many have been spilled and now we arrive at the point where a stalemate has come.
The gods have been watching as they uselessly warred and wasted. Uninterested, many left them to their own devices and moved on to other worlds. All except Atos, god of war, death and revenge. As the world began approaching a stale end, he looked upon them and said to himself. "You have not entertained me enough yet."
He raised large statues of power, any men who were worthy would be allowed to obtain it's power and it was then up to them to decide how they wish to use it.
So, let the war begin.
