Part 1
The thunder roars… The persistent sound of rainfall on the cold stone ground seems to drown out that of my heavy breathes.
In the great distance I see the lilac hue of the enemy's torches. Even in this torrent of rain, the fiery manes of their demonic beasts remain undisturbed in horrible majesty.
In the sky above I see my comrade, a great warrior, brandish his divine spear shining with the brilliance of a thousand stars.
As I look upon his noble figure, seemingly filled with unwavering resolve, I could do no less but answer in kind.
Neither of us would back down from protecting the land we love under any means necessary. I prepare my own weapon for a fight to end all fights.
As the rain washes over me, I cast aside the fear of not seeing another day and unleash my own unwavering fury. The thunder howls once more…
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Part 2
In a time before time and a place before place, all that existed was primordial chaos. From this golden sea of chaos, the gods brought forth creation.
From the lands below to the heavens above along with all manner of creatures including humanity, the most curious one of all.
In order to properly protect and govern their creation, they would select divine vessels from humanity.
This allowed them to manifest their will and power in a manner that would not accidentally destroy the world.
In the land of Vutenia, these vessels were men and women known as Shamans.
"Is that what we are, father?", a simple boy asked in bewilderment.
"Yes, my son. It is a cause of celebration. To think that two generations of shamans were chosen from our family. The gods have deemed us worthy of great honor," said Mekari in great pride.
The small boy Oraki continued in curiosity, "I do not feel worthy of anything though. What do Shamans even do?"
Mekari, while stroking his magnificent goatee, proceeded to explain that their duty was to protect the Sacred Treasure of Vutenia.
"What do you mean? What even is the Sacred Treasure?" asked Oraki even more confused.
His father picked up the young boy and gladly answered, "Oh it's a very beautiful thing. You see. The sacred treasure is really…"