Within the vast expanse of the universe lies a war-torn, hollowed globe. A world whose inhabitants live upon its inner surface, sheltered beneath a sky that is the earth itself.

History here was made by an invisible ground-state of all existence — an indifferent force that neither builds nor destroys, yet from which all motion, power, and meaning are drawn.

At the heart of this world stands Yggdrasil — or what remains of Him. Once a man, once a God, now a vast and broken tree whose roots hold secrets. His sacrifice split history in two: before He fell, and after. It is an age that never truly ended.

Two peoples wage an eternal war across the fractured landscape — the Arkos, who swear by their Gods, history and the light of Helios, and the Svartálfr, who once walked alongside ancient beings, only to be betrayed. Powering conflict, are Valkyrs, soldiers bound to cores, dying and returning, carrying the weight of a world that gets no chance to heal.