Born of the wastelands, Spheris Arnadel, a young skilled thief, finds himself subject to a twist of fate when he steals a powerful relic and becomes a Bearer — humans gifted with powers from the Gods. As a punishment for his theft, he is cast into an otherworldly realm alongside other Bearers, where he faces off against monstrous beasts and powerful enemies. Yet, in his determination to return to the Continent and save his dying mother, Spheris is hell-bent on surviving the abyssal world. Even if it means giving his body to the Dark God whose powers he had stolen... even if it means losing all of his humanity.
Spheris's first instinctive reaction to Smallbutter's offer was a surge of incredulity. And then, after that, was a brief wave of suspicion. And after that was genuine curiosity.
He sat up straighter, arms folded, his body tensing as if ready for a fight. His mind raced with a torrent of thoughts, each one clamoring for attention.
"It's called Daligarth's Academy For Incarnates," Spheris spoke with a raised brow. "I'm an Avatar."
Smallbutter nodded. "That goes without question. However, what course of action shall you undertake henceforth? You might be an Avatar, but you still remain an outcast. You are fundamentally dissimilar to the other Royals, whose progenitors have already ensured their triumph in the Conquest. Consequently, you will receive no recompense for your diligent endeavors.