This was a world constantly threatened by incursions from the Chaos Gods of the Realm of Chaos, who sought to destroy everything. Humans, Dwarfs, Lizardmen, Undead Creatures, Elves, and all kinds of other life forms existed side by side.
This world was full of dangers, including the danger known as corruption.
When you schemed and plotted, or even simply wanted to make changes or bring about reform, you drew the attention of the Lord of Change.
When you clung to the old ways, or wanted no change at all and only wished to scrape by, you drew the attention of Grandfather.
When you pursued your desires, or simply wanted pleasure and excitement, you drew the attention of the Prince of Pleasure.
When you were consumed by slaughter, or filled with hatred and wanted nothing but to fight, you drew the attention of the Blood God.
So choose your path carefully. You might find that, before you even realized it, you were no longer yourself. You would become a hideous monster.
And now, you would exist in a human empire, in a land called the Wissen Territory, as a warrior who hunted monsters.
And at this very moment, in that land called the Wissen Territory, in a place called Maison City...
A black boot stepped onto the stairs by the city gate without making much noise. A tall man dressed entirely in a black cloak stood there, two unusually large weapons clearly visible on his back.
He wore a hood pulled low over his face, making him look suspicious at a glance.
As the man moved, glimpses through the gaps in his cloak revealed that he wore armor underneath. His weapons, too, could be seen peeking out from behind him.
They were two giant axes that could only be described as