After 6,800 years the age of the eight kings of Color has begun to show signs of the end. There had previously been trials that could have brought an end to the established order but things had now changed. What was to come would be a disaster. No matter what actions they took a change was bound to occur and the acursed couldn't be happier. The dredges of society, rebels, muderers, killers, torturers, assasins, kidnapers, the challengers of peace were the only ones who bothered to prepare. For only those who chose to exist in the darkness could see the light for what it was. Only they knew of the horrors that would arrise should they fail. Those scurned by society were the only ones working to ensure that there would still be a society left to hate them by the time everything settled.