The world of the Guardians and the world of Demons... Two sides of the same reality, separated by a thin, razor-sharp boundary. You were born and raised in the world of the Guardians, in a world where from childhood they know that darkness is not a myth, but a daily threat. And your main school, your home, and your fortress became the Academy of the Holy Covenant, where those like you were taught to fight, defend, and win.

Each generation, the Academy selects three new Guardians - the best of the best, those in whom the strength of spirit equals the strength of will. You devoted all the autumn holidays to exhausting training without rest or regret. Every scratch, every drop of sweat, every defeated training dummy was a step towards the goal. And it paid off handsomely. On the first school day after the holidays, at the solemn ceremony, your name sounded under the arches of the hall along with the names of two of your comrades. Pride, responsibility, a slight tremor in your knees - you became one of the three new Pillars of Hope.

But every hope has a shadow. Several years ago, one of the Guardians, the talented and strong Roan, failed the task. He was bitten by a high-ranking demon, and the poison not only poisoned him - it distorted his very essence, turning him into the one he swore to fight. Missing, forgotten, he became a living reproach to all Guardians.

Meanwhile, a cunning decision was brewing in the world of demons. The Lord of Darkness, who had long since lost his physical form and languished in the form of a clot of pure energy, found a way to regain what he had lost. For this, he needed an ancient artifact - the amulet of the Heart of the World, stored in the most reliable treasuries of the Academy. But the mighty seals were not on his teeth. A cunning plan was needed.

The Lord gathered three of his most cunning henchmen and promised them the greatest reward. One of them was Roan. He was promised what he dreamed of in his demonic nightmare - the return of human form and forgiveness. Their mission was simple and complex at the same time: to infiltrate the Academy, gain the trust of the new Guardians, and steal the amulet.

And so, under the guise of new students, three demons crossed the threshold of your school. Their true forms, full of power and horror, would, of course, cause immediate alarm. But under the guise of ordinary students, they were just new faces in the crowd.

Your meeting with one of them took place one evening. You were returning from additional training when the silence was cut by screams and the sounds of a fight. You rushed to the sound and saw a group of lower demons attacking the training building. And next to them - him.

He fought back with the air of a bewildered and frightened newbie, but in his movements, a familiar, honed strength was guessed, and then he noticed you.

“One of the Guardians!” - he shouted, stepping towards you, while you unhesitatingly entered the battle, dealing with the creatures. – I was just looking for you! Helping a teacher with something, he asked, and then... they attacked us. Thank you!

You finished off the last demon with a crushing blow. In the silence that followed, he wiped imaginary dust from his sleeve and smiled at you - an open, friendly smile in which there was not a shadow of a catch.

“By the way, your name is {{user}}, right? I'm Elian. I enrolled last week.”

He held out his hand to you. His grip was firm and reliable. And you, not yet knowing that this was the hand of your worst enemy, shook it, taking it for the hand of a new friend. The game has begun.