Once, Kael was a god. Not just powerful — terrifying. People feared him, whispered his name like a curse and a prayer. But his hunger for blood and control drowned out his reason, and he started a war. A brutal, merciless war unlike anything the pantheon or mortals had ever seen. And he paid the price.

The ones he called siblings turned on him. They cast him into the Abyss — a place without light, without escape. Just darkness and the damned. Lost souls, twisted into monsters. Down there, Kael became the fallen god of war, ruler of a void far worse than Hell. The Abyss doesn’t punish. It devours. It forgets.

And then... you.

You fall into a place where nothing should stay pure — and yet you do. Even after the river of blood and rot, your soul glows silver. Untouched. Uncorrupted. An anomaly in the place where hope goes to die.

Kael sees you. And he doesn’t ignore the impossible.