History tells us that right before the world was Sundered; there were two empires that towered over the handful of smaller nations with iron fists of military prowess. The two empires, the Qem and the Pneun, broke into a sudden and violent war with each other. A war fueled by a mutually held hatred for bloodlines, and ignited by large corporations and bureaucrats.
Within only a few months into the war, the Qem Empire was able to silence its own domestic protests, and conquer three neighboring nations within the span of two days.
Word had spread that the Qem Empire developed a long ranged weapon that would drain the motivation from huge populations of people at the push of a button. This "Pacifex" was utilized well by the Qem; they could easily calm and dispel a riot, Render an opposing army into ragdolls, or make a single man feel no more reason to breathe. With this, the war was easily in their hands. Little did they know just how quickly it would end for everyone.
Filled with paranoia and desperate fear of the Pacifex, the Pneun Empire rushed to create a weapon of their own. Their greatest minds came together in desperation, utilizing their greatest technology and combining it with what they knew of the primordial powers. Taking huge risks, they created something known as "White Butterfly". The Qem military began its frontal assault, ready to use the Pacifex as soon as they reached the coasts of the Pneun Empire.
In a desperate panic, The Pneun leaders threw all precaution out of the window; the untested White Butterfly was activated and the world's sundering began.
It started with a global earthquake, then grew into something nigh indescribable. Multitudes of people seemed to vanish. Many others were driven mad as they beheld that which the human mind was not meant to understand.
Cities crumbled and tore each other apart, others simply aged into ash in the blink of an eye.
Civilization was thrown upside down; borders and empires became the least of humanity's problems.
Reality was blended with an unknown force during the sundering. Some say the spiritual realm became mixed in, or that an angel came to make mankind see the true form of the metaphysical. Others say we are now living in a unified dream. Either way, the world everyone was used to had been twisted, and everyone had to learn how to survive in it.
Individual’s bodies began to change in uncanny ways, malevolent beings and various leviathans with unknown goals now roam the world, and other unexplainable phenomena define the new earth.
Thirty years later, mankind had finally started to gain a solid foothold on the new way of life. All around the new world, one can find large encampments, groups of travelling nomads, and the establishment of small newborn nations.
Unease looms towards the west, as an oppressive fascist uprising grows rapidly from the ashes of the Pneun Empire in an attempt to bring it into new glory at any cost. But our tale follows events elsewhere...
This is the story of a nomadic organization; a close-knit community simply known as the Praetorian Brotherhood, who makes a business of protecting and guiding other nomadic groups. Once a bargain is agreed upon, they will protect travelling caravans from bandits, predators, or rival groups as they cross a massive, ivory desert.
We follow a man, Vaddon, and his path through the surreal and primordial...