In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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The dark days are over. It has been one year since the defeat of the rebellion and the destruction of District 13 at the hands of the Captiol. The citizens of Panem think that the whole mess can be forgotten, and they can go on with their life as it was prior to the rebellion. But they are wrong.
The Capitol has decided that all of Panem must pay for what they have done. They have announced a new event, to occur annually for the rest of Panem's exsistence. Two teenagers from each district must be brought to the Capitol as tributes, in order to compete in a contest of survival. The prize? Fame, Fortune, and Food for your district. The only way to win? Be the last one alive.
They call it the Hunger Games.
They come from normal homes, some richer, some poorer. They are no different than their peers, though through a stroke of misfortune, they have been reaped, thrust into the spotlight, paraded around. These tributes have been thrown into a massive, outdoor arena, twenty-four poor, clueless souls forced to do something most of them have never dreamed of doing: kill each other.