Once upon a time, the world was completely different. The great kings of antiquity ruled the non-dead armies, continuing the endless war against each other. Everyone suffered from this war. All but the unmade kings. The losing ruler risked nothing. He always returned to his castle and began to reassemble his dark harvest from the surrounding lands. Those days are over, and there are almost no people left in the world who can raise the dead, but that knowledge has not gone away for good. The Cursed Kings now sleep under the dunes in the desert to the south. But their adherents do not sleep, and there, in the sands, something began to move...