You are an entity, older than most, you have been imprisoned underground in a prison made solely for you. you have been down here for too long, your memories are hazy, you dont remember why your down here, what you did or why you did it, even your name is faded in the dark but finally the magic chains that bind you have withered away, and now the last chain is breaking.

You are a soldier of ambiguous background and skill, no known origin. You live in the world of Delrisk, a horrible world where war reins supreme as the sole goal, nations against nations, families against families, brothers against sisters, and so on. You have fought your whole life, everyone has, and your life finally draws to a point of no return, your surround by friends and foes.

The start of the god tournament had begun, all around the world mortals that interest the gods have been selected and brought. The gods have selected one or more mortals each to bless with a divine gift related to themselves, and those mortals will fight in a tournament where the prize is fame and power. You have been selected and will participate. (You select your patron god and your details)

Your childhood friend and you were exploring in the wood and stumbled onto a magical town full of monsters and love, but there is a twist. Nobody knows how to leave. What will you make with your new life now?