From century to century, demons are tearing into the souls of people from the gray abyss, in which nothing has ever happened and nothing will ever happen... Exorcists and executors, with prayers and fire, save the souls of the possessed and expel the unclean back into the void that gave birth to them... This is what happened with the very creation of the world and so it should have been until the end of his days. But a man appeared capable of commanding demons, as if he were his own vassals. And a new heresy spread like a plague through the cities. And the possessed stood under the banners of the apostate monarch. And the old treaties and vows were forgotten, and the smell of a big war was in the air. A war in which poison and daggers will mean no less than armies and fortress walls. A war of all against all. What, you ask, does Sebastian Mart have to do with this? He shouldn’t have taken on the exorcism of demons, that’s all.