Nocturne

A man who was forced to become an Assassin is interrupted just as he was to kill the last impediment to get to the Senator who sent him down the path. Earth has been chosen for Integration into the Multi-Versal System and reality itself will shift to a post apocalyptic scenario. t will not stop him from keeping the promise to end the Senator and bring justice for the broken women he left behind.

They have survived the Tutorial and now enter their new home, the merged world of Erebus. The Multi-Versal System is still an asshole, still focused on blood and carnage, murder and treachery. They have three days to prepare for the beginning of a trio of Monster Waves to test the few that have survived. On top of that, the flora and fauna of the new world have been mutated and enhanced. Gideon, L'Sana, and Ari are not alone however. They made a deal and the remnants of the Shador are at their side. They have a City Stone and a few Gods in their corner whether Gideon wants them or not.

The First Challenge has been conquered, but with a heavy heavy cost. Lives have been left as corpses in the mud, and the Multi-Versal System has targeted Gideon as a threat. Gods and Factions shift their pawns upon the board, and even the Primordial Creators of the System themselves have stirred for the first times in eons.

Gideon has healed himself and escaped the assassination attempt by the System itself. He came out of it still Copper while all the movers and players were Iron with the System's last ditch effort to see him dead with time dilation tricks. The World Council happens and the list of adversaries keeps growing as does the number of possible allies.

The Second Challenge is pushing them to the brink of losing all they hold dear, Dungeons, and they must be conquered or they all will unleash their denizens across the entire World of Erebus. Bronze Dungeons are what's on the table and they seem beyond what they can tackle but do so they must, at only Iron, and it will take cooperation amongst allies and enemies both. They know they will need one eye open for treachery hangs upon the edge of every path Gideon can see. The cost will be higher than he'd ever want or choose. People were going to die, it was inevitable.

The Invasions have come, and Gideon and company are dealing with heavy losses. They are not alone. A lot of their allies lost people as well to get the Second Challenge finished. Now, on their doorstep, elite soldiers of vast multi-versal factions are landing upon Erebus. There will be betrayal and treachery, as well as surprise allies, and all of it coming to a crescendo that will shake not just the foundations of their world, but reverberate all through the cosmos.

Gideon had been dreaming and dreaming and dreaming, a dream he never seemed to able to wake from. And to call it a dream was as broken a description as a child could crayon draw. A nightmare mired in the macabre was the signpost planted in the blood of its concrete. A nightmare shivving his spine and soul with every moment it crawled forward.

Gideon, L'Sana, Ari and Frederick the First are now free of the System created prison and are filled with a strength that puts them on the door to Demi-Gods. They were stripped from their Daughter's lives for almost three decades. War has consumed the cosmos and their allies are losing, death creeping upon the skein of their futures. The System puppets the Sanctum, the Abyss, Consortium, and Issian Corporation as the predators at the gates.

Gideon has vowed to take down the Capitol Ship, the Sword of Vonomidea, and its fleet before touching the City Stone of Umbra Mortem and freeing Erebus. After decades of slavery and his people pushing through starvation and constant siege, they have given him and L'Sana their faith and hope. It is a risk, a gamble, but anything less would do nothing to bring the Multi-Versal War from the brink of loss.