The beast is known as Oblivion’s Pyre, an ancient manifestation of destruction sealed deep within the volcanic rifts of the world. It is said that every thousand years, when the sky bleeds red and the ground quakes, the seal weakens, and the Pyre awakens. Its very breath scorches the earth, its body a living furnace of molten hatred.
The warrior before it is no ordinary soldier, but a Sentinel of the Last Flame, chosen to wield the only blade forged in the Dawnforge — a weapon tempered in the first fire of creation. The Sentinel stands as humanity’s final bulwark, for if Oblivion’s Pyre consumes the land, it will not stop until the entire world is ash and silence.
Every step toward the beast is a vow: not of survival, but of sacrifice — to either end the infernal tide or become its first victim in a new age of fire.