Since the ancient times the world has been divided into two sides; the light and the darkness. Each soul, in their first moments of existence, was sorted into one of these sides, based on the qualities they had. Souls whose nature was closer to the sun, beings with a bright mind and a thirst for sunlight, were sent to the Light. The souls of a dark and serious nature were sent to the Darkness. Each soul got its future written when it joined a side.

These two sides are known by everyone, but only few know of the existence of a third side. The side of Another. Side of the Neether. The Graes, as the city folk called them, were both evil and divine, and therefore were seen as holy spirits or even gods. However, their triumph did not last for long.

Soon the Graes became more powerful than anyone ever before and therefore were feared and, one by one, hunted down. As they were executed, their souls were sent to the Temple of Skies where they became the stars we see every night, and were left there to guide lost travellers seeking for answers.

In a glance of time there were no Graes left in Endora, and the two sides began seeing threat in each other. So began the time of destruction. Bloody, dark, fearsome war rose between the two worlds, so alike yet so different.

However, no matter how much blood was spread by both sides, the victory was far beyond the horizon. Unfortunately, it took two horrible years for both sides to realize, that neither will seize the victory, unless one will become stronger. On that day, at that single moment the Pact of Day and Night was signed. It is said that unless one of the sides will find the true strength, no victory will ever be made....