No Memory. No family. No friends. Only scraps of memories, an ugly scar on the chest and combat skills, apparently honed by years of training. Being an outsider in this world is like being a living dead man. No one will give a penny for your life if one of the Houses is not behind it, endlessly figuring out among themselves who is more worthy to be called the Great. And this means that you will have to win your place with sweat and blood. Your own or someone else's? Only time will tell. Meanwhile, flashes of demonic lights were again noticed among the northern mountains. Black Forge's flame burns again, preparing weapons for the invading army. And very soon the Ash King is coming to the south to destroy all life and put an end to the era. And even the most irreconcilable enemies will have to forget their previous squabbles and unite in order to get at least a chance to defend their lives and their own world. Or burn and crumble to the ground with ash.