The eternal battle between good and evil. Between light and darkness. Between the kingdom of men and the realm of demons. But let me ask one question - has there always been white and black? Which one is which?
The wars never stopped.
The knight, being a warlord in the last of the battles, woke up in a land completely unknown to him. He remembers that battle, the banners and the drums. He rushed to his uncle's aid. The night sky lit up with fierce flames. And then...? Something or someone threw him into the mountain river. And now he was alone, surrounded by snow-capped mountain peaks. What was the outcome of the battle? Who survived...?
But it doesn't matter. These answers will not help him survive. He stands on unknown ground: will he be helped or killed?