One day, an eternity ago, the Creator made his only mistake. And the war began. A war that cannot be won, you can only win a battle, knowing that a new one will follow - There are no truces. Mercy is forgotten. All that remained was the rage of Light and the hatred of Darkness. And the lead in the trunks has long been replaced by silver, and space groans again and again under the blows of the mighty combat spells of the ancient Darkhs, who have been defending their right to world domination for centuries. And only the Inquisitor, a warrior with pure Twilight in his soul, is able to stop this madness, at least for a while. But if one day for some reason he does not come, the ashes of burning cities will cover the earth, and Eternal Darkness will reign in the world.