Your world is fallen…

But hope is not dead. You have found the keys to creation itself—the divine Words that make all things possible. You dwell in the Realm of Arcem, where god was once close enough to touch. The Throne of the One stands empty, and all of the worlds beyond the Edge of Night are collapsing without the Creator’s hand to hold tight the wheel of karma.

The people of all realms despair, but you know that hope is not dead—for you are that hope.

With the Creator absent, it falls to those who bear his Words to save existence. You are Godbound—forever and always, amen. Let the countless worlds tremble with your might.

The time has come to journey…