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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“You never truly realize how much you actually cherish something until you lose it,” his father always used to say, and Yokaze didn't fully understand this until now. He also didn't fully understand the pain a headache can cause.
He groaned as his eyes opened to a bright, red sky. He tried to get up to a sitting position, but he couldn't even sum up enough strength to push himself off the ground. He held his other hand to his forehead, as if to rid the terrible throbbing beating in his head.
“W-Where am I?” He muttered to the sky, half expecting an answer. After a few minutes, he could push himself up to a cross legged stance and rest his head on his palm. He still couldn't believe how incredible dizzy he was. Where was he? How did he get here? Where were his cigarets? All these questions ran through his still painful head.
Last he could remember, he was laying in the fields enjoying the cool winds, impatiently waiting for the next day to come. I mean, how could he not be excited about marrying the love of-
His eyes widened, “Hako!” he rose to his feet, stumbling and almost falling over. “Hako?” he was beginning to feel his heart beat faster, “HAKO!” he yelled as loud as he could.
He waited for a response, but nothing answered. He gritted his teeth, “Damn!” he muttered in anxiety. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigaret, snapped as a small flame appeared over his thumb, lit it and put it in his mouth. “Calm down Yokaze,” he said calmly, “Getting worked up isn't gonna help,” as he blew out a puff of smoke, and looked around “Where the hell am I?”