"Are you sure you want to do this? The whole world will be after your head." "That's okay. It wouldn't be fair otherwise." -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ A world built upon the succession of the strong, where those with strength would lead, guide, and safeguard those who couldn't protect themselves. An ideal structure where everyone benefits and no one is left to suffer.  For the longest time, the royals and nobles throughout the varying Continents thought they had succeeded in creating such a world. They believed themselves righteous and heroic in their efforts and felt everything was as it should be, leading to a stalemate in progression that lasted for well over a century. Then, the darkness emerged. A group hellbent on tearing apart everything the royals and nobles built.  Their days of peace and tranquility was snuffed as a squad of rebels announced their intention to rip apart the very foundation to which society was built. Rather than the strong helping the weak, they desired a nation upon everyone was equal and treated fairly, where even those without a crest could hold their heads high. This group was known as CrestFallen. //1 chapter a day. Way more when we get readers.  Some words before you read. This novel depicts disturbing acts of violence or other implied acts that may trigger some others. Torture, bloodshed, war, and more is shown frequently.