Corruption of Champions 2

There are many worlds.

One, known as Mareth, was perhaps the heart of them all. Portals all seemed to lead there. Through one of these portals fell a group of human mages who thought themselves as mighty as gods. Yet even with all their power, the mages could not return to their home world. Many portals led to Mareth, but none left it.

The mages never stopped trying to find a way home, and as the years passed, their experiments became even more obscene. The mages were twisted and corrupted by their own desires, and the taint of their black magics spread across Mareth like wildfire. They became demons, shedding their humanity at the command of their new queen, Lethice.

There was no way for these mages to return home, Lethice had come to realize. Not without fueling their corrupted power with thousands of souls. So Lethice turned her sights to Mareth, to the gods and people of the virgin realm, and began a war to conquer and corrupt all she laid eyes upon. The demonic horde swept out over the landscape, blighting the world and leaving in their wake a scarred wasteland. Even the portals could not escape the spreading taint, and were soon bent to the demons’ purpose: though they could not leave, the demons would barter with those on other worlds foolish enough to listen to their whispers, and who would sacrifice innocent lives in exchange for power and dark magics.

One such sacrifice came from the village of Ingnam. This so-called ‘Champion’ was but a pawn in the village elders’ long plot to extend their lives, each year exchanging a helpless and unarmed teenager for potions of longevity and vitality. Ingram’s final Champion escaped her fate by beating back the demons’ minions waiting on the other side of the portal, and set out on a one woman crusade to bring an end to the Demon menace once and for all.

That was a year ago, and a world away.

(AN: I own nothing. The story and dialogue all come from the game, and if you like this story, you should play it. I only made the choices.)