Prologue

In the world of Milo, conflicting forces like light and darkness coexisted. Having reached agreement between each other, they divided the world by sex between each other. Part of the world was ruled by light gods, and the other part of the world was ruled by the gods of darkness.

The ongoing truce lasted for many centuries and no one tried to start a war. Realizing that in this war, there will be only one winner, since each of the leaders of the forces was the primary source of both darkness and light in this world.

The light gods, restless in their desire to rule the whole world, were looking for an opportunity to announce the long-awaited battle between light and darkness.

They expected that the darkness would not last long and send legions of darkness to their lands, but time passed. And their opponents did nothing because of which the truce would come to an end.

Frustrated by this, they ordered the races in his territory to prepare for the final war.

The representatives of the races were surprised by the order of their deities, but did not dare to disobey them.

Trying to act covertly by moving their armies closer to the lands of darkness, the lords of the races could only shake their heads, not understanding what drives their gods.

Is it possible that they will be the first to attack the dark gods? Whether it was worthy for them, as the followers of the light, to attack first, they doubted the decision of their gods.

The gods of darkness, however, did not pay attention to the strengthening of the opponent near their territory, they honored the agreement between them and the gods of light.

And they considered it nothing more than an attempt by the gods of light to show that they had power.

The inhabitants of the bright side only shook and sighed, realizing that many would not return from this campaign.

On one such day, the gods appeared before their races descended from heaven dressed in beautiful clothes.

They smiled at their troops, who knelt down, not daring to raise their heads. The gods of light took on the appearance of pleasing each race, demonstrating that they are one of them, someone looked like an elf with golden hair and golden pupils.

The other god had the form of an elder holding a staff and dressed in simple clothes and holding a staff in his hands. In their speeches that they spewed was righteous anger directed at the evil henchmen of darkness.

The troops of all the light races, listening to the words of their beloved gods, began to share the desire of their gods. They could not doubt the words of those they worshiped.

And they were ready to attack the gods of darkness and their henchmen who parasitized on the territories that by right should have belonged to the light. The gods of light smiled, all races from humans to elves were ready to fight.

The gods smiled as their armies moved towards the border with the lands of darkness. They didn't care about the future victims of their races.

It was important for them to be the sole rulers of this world, and the fact that there will be victims is the cycle of life.

Gradually, the lands under the armies of light began to change, everyone expected to see an empty land on which the faithful to the gods of darkness raged.

But facing the lands of darkness, many were embarrassed, observing that the earth and sky did not change either the color of their foundation.

On both sides, birds were heard that sang songs that were understandable only to them.

Trees that grew from the ground and branches from the wind swayed equally on both sides. The ground didn't look eaten up by the worms and corpses that lay everywhere.

Many soldiers thought that they were mistaken, and their gods sent them to prove their faith in the world and brought them to someone else's land.

The world was vast and no one could reach the end of it, it was said that he did not have it.

The commanders, as well as ordinary warriors, looked with surprise and shock at the nature before their eyes.

The gods watching from the sky grew impatient as the ignorant races stood and stared at the sight before them.

They could not be the first to attack the lands of darkness, otherwise this would cause even more suspicion among the races loyal to them.

Ready to descend again and send armies into the lands of darkness, they were delighted to see the troops begin to slowly move forward.

The gods of darkness who were busy studying were surprised to see a large number of creatures passing through the border.

They got used to a long truce, how heroes appeared, how they called themselves those who wanted to defeat evil, how they called the gods of darkness.

But they came in small groups and died in battles against the army. But what was happening now was unusual for the heroes, unless of course they won the light races to their side.

What they doubted, the gods of light would not allow such a thing, and that meant an invasion. Without thinking twice, the gods of darkness contacted each other repeating the same thing.

During the armistice, they reduced many armies and sent soldiers to other work. But now that the light races decided to attack them, they had to gather all their armies as they could.

The first god of darkness to face the border was the god of vengeance Nalou standing on the mountain.

For a long time he lived in seclusion far from other gods and worship, he found what he was looking for freedom.

Outwardly, he looked like a man, except for the wings, which looked like twisted bones of creatures.

He was of medium height, wore a simple shirt and gray trousers, his black gaze carefully looked at the troops that crossed the border.

Short white hair fluttered from the wind flapping his wings he flew towards the armies.

According to the standards and emblems, he frowned even more, all the races of the world were present here! What happened to the gods of light in the name of eternal darkness that they stopped them?

Flapping his wings, he moved closer to the armies, wanting to speak to the commander.

He still had a small hope that the armies would stop, he did not want to kill for no reason.

He was noticed by both the gods of light and the army, the soldiers pointed their friends up where they could see a human figure approaching them.

The commanders frowned even more, they did not like the whole situation, they were not happy about the opportunity to see their gods, but they are the ones who start this war.

Giving orders to the soldiers who kept pointing their hands up.

The commanders waited until the flying figure stopped in front of them, but seeing who it was, many unconsciously looked up, expecting the gods of light to intervene.

But nothing happened, the armies stopped, they looked at the god of darkness, who scared many in childhood.

The god of darkness looked at the warriors, he felt the desire for revenge emanating from them directed at him. But he also felt the effect of light magic.

These bastards decided to attack us after so many years of truce? Do they want to bleed the lands again and fight constantly? These questions arose in his head based on what he saw in front of him.

He, like a god, felt revenge when the intention of revenge was honest and when they were imposed.

In this case, he saw that the bright gods had a hand in stimulating revenge in the thoughts of the races. Having flown close to the troops that froze, he looked out for generals or commanders.

- Where are your generals? - He spoke in a low voice, but he was heard by all the warriors in all the armies below him.

Many felt as fear began to appear in their hearts, the beautiful saying of the gods of light began to crack. Exchanging glances, the soldiers observed the same faces on their friends and acquaintances.

- You have invaded the lands of darkness, you have a day to turn around and leave! Any advance one step marks a war between light and darkness! - Having said this, Nalou waved up while watching the armies of light.

He did not know that the armies of darkness had already moved here to maintain, Nalou did not maintain contact with other gods of darkness for a long time. The god of darkness wouldn't be surprised if he was thought to be dead.

All the armies of light were paralyzed with fear, they did not expect such pressure from only one god of darkness. Where were the gods of light?

The soldiers wondered this question as they looked around the sky for their gods. But they were nowhere to be found.

The gods of light who were watching what was happening below began to cringe. They expected to face the gods of darkness after battling with what thread of the army of darkness.