Heaven has fallen.

The legions of Chaos have overrun the world.

Uërth is in ruins.

With the Heavenly Host's fall centuries ago, Angel Swords rained from the heavens, littering the world in what was.

Only the most honorable and purest of heart are able to take up the Angel Swords and wield them against the throngs of Chaos. These mighty Empyrean Knights are all that stand between Uërth and annihilation.

Saedeus is neither pure of heart nor honorable. Nor does he wish to wield an Angel Sword.

He just wants to be left alone with his mushrooms.

And his pet rock.

But he might not have a choice.

When he inadvertently takes the soul of a dying Empyrean Knight into himself, his world, and his obligations, grow forever larger.

With the help of his pet rock, the spirit of a heavenly knight, and the sword of a fallen angel, he might be able to make all the difference.

If he doesn't die first.