Falzur, a world unlike anything you've ever seen, has oceans that are bluer than blue and skies as clear as crystal. Life is luscious and all is truly beautiful. Or at least it was....

Despite this picturesque place, not all is as well as it seems. A dictator, Sir Valsahm, has risen, oppressing the fair people of Falzur. Heeding to the mighty lord's every waking wish, poverty has struck, a disease has come to seize the lives of the young, and many simply wish to run and hide. Life is bleak despite the beautiful all around. The land seems unmarred by Valsahm's oppression, at least outside the city.

Nonetheless, hope seems but a foreign word to the people of Falzur. No longer free to explore the world outside the walls that Valsahm crafted, they are trapped within the desolate city of despair and darkness.

However, there is a legend that some sing in the dark of the night that brings peace to those who need it most. Although just a story, the people of Falzur cling to the words, praying and hoping that someday a savior will come and break the dictator's reign. They seek the peace that they once had many years before. They seek the freedom to roam as they please and live as they like. A savior, and only a savior, can bring them the redemption they so desperately pray for.

And this miracle, it comes in a form new to the land. Long ago Ancients would rise from their dusty tombs to sweep away whatever ill-fate befalled life. Now, they have passed their genes and legacy onto those they deem worthy of such holy feats of man.

Seven unsuspecting souls now bear the brand of the Ancients they represent. A new power lays within, waiting to be awoken. Before that power can truly be used to vanquish Valsahm's army, they must learn to conquer their fears, each other, and the tasks the Ancients put before them. The journey will not be easy. The reward will not be enough. But the fate of Falzur rests in the hands of these seven. They, and they alone, will seal the fate of the world....