Infinite Limits

For centuries there had been only silence . . . The gateway through worlds known as the Rift, the Black Door, remained still as glass; a pitch-black mirror that when gazed upon showed only the reflection of one’s soul, and the emptiness therein. Throughout the silence the races soundly slept, dreaming of an age past -- a history of horror that slowly faded to legend, and slower yet into myth. Then the Rift awoke . . . and their dreams turned to nightmares, nightmares into reality. From its pulsating maw spewed the infinite, undead legion assembled from the farthest reaches of a universe in ruins. With only one world remaining in their conquest – one last flicker of life in an otherwise darkened universe -- the full might of the Dark Army descended. An army of races must stand against it; hastily assembled, vastly outnumbered, and utterly unprepared for the evil that comes. Alone, the Guardians of the Gate will surely be swept away. But they’re not alone.

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