(untitled for now) The old world has been forgotten. No one believes the stories told to them as children by their parents about a world where the only thing mankind had to fear was mankind itself. Stories of the buildings that stretch skyward were once filled with power, and the streets far below them were bustling were people. Stories of romantic walks along the beaches hand-in-hand or musical dinners and dances illuminated only by candlelight are just that...stories. The world once known and loved vanished all those years ago. Today, people live in fear. They live lives dictated not by free-will but by the manipulation of strings they cannot see. Puppet masters tug and guide the desires, actions and thoughts of mankind simply because it occupies their time. It matters not what damage is caused. You see, man became so consumed by themselves that when the opportunity to fuel those desires even more arose, they willingly signed away not only their lives, but the lives of their children and their children's children. For some, this decision was not welcomed but forced upon them by powers far stronger than theirs. With the signing over of their souls, the seven deadly sins, Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, and Pride, now rule the world. Their unseen henchmen meddle in the affairs of men so much so that man can no longer fight against it. We are doomed to serve as nothing but entertainment and sustenance to demonic influence. Heaven abandoned man as soon as man decided that it did not need it. Without a fight, it packed up and retreated behind its sealed gates. Many speculate as to why they did so. Perhaps it was that once man had turned their backs on it, Heaven no longer had the source of strength it needed to defend it. Perhaps it was that Heaven was tired of dealing with our bull shit and decided to leave us to our devices. Either way, we're all alone and hope seems lost. Fortunately for us, some foresaw this. A century before the fall of man, a secret order was put into motion that prepared men and women to be the defenders of humanity. Trained in combating creatures of darkness, they were sent out to hunt and stem off this invasion. Unfortunately, we were not adequately equipped when everything hit the fan. There were some creatures that not even the best of us could not identify. That was a fatal flaw that almost wiped out the order before we could make our stand. Out of this near-annihilation was convened a council that decided to create a person who could pierce through even the darkest of vales and pull the hidden into the light to fall at the blade of those awaiting. They melded magic into a single individual and once completed, hope had finally been restored. Hell was not prepared for the Seer. Demons fell. Even some of the most powerful fell before the Order. Everything looked to swing into the favor of free-will once again. But even that hope would be stolen away for the Seer would be struck down while facing a Sin. However, the Seer managed to ensure, through powerful magic, that his essence would pass on to one person of the next generation on their 21st birthday; not a minute before or after. Ever since then, Hell created a method of identifying the Seer on the 21st birthday. Most fell the moment the device identified them while some were saved only to die later while fighting for man's freedom. Not once has a Seer been as successful as the first. Not once has one threatened the life of a Sin. So here I am; a guardian of the Order looking down on the remains of what was once New York City. It's a hallow skeleton of the city it was rumored to be 346 years ago. I am here to find the 16th Seer. I know not whether it is a man or woman, a warrior or slave. All I know is that I have a duty to protect the Seer and be its instrument of death as it wages war on Sin. I will let hope be my driving force. I hope that we will succeed. I hope that Hell will fear us. However, most of all. I hope I find the Seer before Hell does.