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The Marauders of the Inferno have not heard the call to crush spirit and will for 80 millennia. We, the Blisserack, have waited, stoking the heat of our rage until we could once again immolate and break the foul corruption named creation. But our liege has manipulated the weakness and vices of the living world. They have given rise to Crayaht’En, our chosen one, our messiah of annihilation. He has already called a Devourer of the Siege from the bloody seas of the realm of malice and it glutted itself on hundreds of humans.

Death at the Rodeo. There's a serial killer on the loose. He's hacking up Rodeo Cowboys with a vengeance. Cowboys and Indians, escape convicts, bar fights galore. Hell, there's even a kidnapped Indian girl thrown into the mix. Death stalks the rodeo and only a wild west Marshal can stop it. Saddle up for a hell of a ride, partners. Hold on tight, the action is about to commence. Everything in life will kill you. Choose something fun.

Poverty and sickness are on the rise, as the Order of the Enlightened Sun remains silent. In the two-year wake of the battle of Katahn, Stratia cries in pain and rage, desperate for answers or a place for their blame. But they are not alone in their anger! Fearing a repeat of ancient history, the Kasarin Empire sends an overwhelming army, led by the titan Zenen’Rol, to eradicate every Stratian. Now, Rylin, Ishell, and a handful of Lights, must defy the apathetic wishes of the Order, and defend Stratia.

The world of Pravahs suffered from a time of darkness and genocide at their hands. These demon-instructed magi turned the skies black, led an army of the living dead and demons in a global conquest, and left miles of burned earth in their hellfire assaults. Their defeat was nothing short of miraculous. While the land remembers, people forget. The people of the continent of Stratia have dismissed the ancient "Black Decade" as myth, even while their blood runs cold with fear at the mention of the dreaded "Void Hands".