Nash Stormchild was from another world.  There, he had been a teacher.  His name hadn't been Nash, nor had he been in the prime of his life.  He and his entire class had been pulled into another world by an unkown phemomena.  Here, it was fight or die.  This new world was unforgiving.  At least he had his class from the old world.  They made the ultimate guild, until they didn't.  Now, he was alone, betrayed, and thrust into a strange land, the land of the dark faction. It was now his faction, and he would need new allies if he wanted to survive and get his justice, his revenge.