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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Arthas Kinohorin Guardians of the Worlds "Don’t leave me alone, laugh by my side Until the morning comes
Let’s look upon the days gone by, leave the wounds with promises and goodbyes And walk together, embracing any pain" Destiny -The Lovers-~ Versailles
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Arthas was totally focused as he brushed a stroke across the piece of paper in front of him, leaving a black line that dominated the pure white of the paper. He had a vague image already made, but had no idea what it was. So he just kept painting, using a brush very similar to the ones in Tranvia.
He was fairly skilled at painting, but hadn't done it in a while. He had used it in Tranvia as a stress reliever, but was now using it for entertainment. He was totally silent as the brush painted on every line he instructed it to.
Kill.
As he heard that low growl, he looked up, confused. The room was empty, though it sounded as if it was right next to him. With a very bewildered look, he began to paint again. He practically jumped, however, when he heard a knock at the door.
