Black Board

Feynt never asked for any of this. Not to be born; not to live in such a colorless space; and certainly not to fight battles for the amusement of cruel gods. With the chains of fate binding them and their fellow companions, escape never was an option. Leaving them to bow their head in resignation, endlessly succumbing to the gods’ commands. But when a glimmer of hope falls into their hands, Feynt is left with two options: keep living the miserable life they never asked for or fight for the freedom they should have been born with in the beginning.