After the Death March was unleashed by the hidden existence of the Undead Skyfall Canyons, the Sagittarius Continent ceased to belong to either Life or Death.
What followed in the days after was not war but extinction as the undead tide did not wane, nor did it thin with slaughter, or slow with exhaustion, for it knows none of these limitations.
The battlefield that once stretched between emerald radiance and crimson dusk became a wasteland of ceaseless movement. The soil cracked open endlessly as rivers of black mist coiled through ruined trenches, and every corpse, fresh or ancient, answered the infernal decree of the Undead Skyfall.
But the most terrifying truth soon became clear. No one could leave the Great Continent of Sagittarius!
Legendary Kings attempted to tear open spatial passages; teleportation arrays were activated; secret escape artifacts were crushed in trembling hands; and even their life and soul vitalities were invoked, but all failed in the end.
