En cours de chargement...
The fabric of time and space have been ripped apart by humanity. But nobody seems to care; everyone is involved in the latest fad, an illegal pastime called The Game. Legend speaks of the Unknown King, who supposedly is coming to set things right, but time, literally, is running out. With the fabric of reality ripping at the seams, things come into existence without antecedent cause, or wink out of existence for no apparent reason.
Clocks start running backwards. time freezes here and there, and to enter these timeswamps is to live a horrible eternity. The false god Nostradamus has become real, and has set out to pull the universe apart. And some enemy that may or may not be real is pulling humanity into nothingness. Only that Unknown King might be able to halt the destruction of literally everything, but nobody has come forward claiming to be him.
Least of all someone like Arjuna, down on his luck and playing The Game just to pass the time.
