Long ago, a thousand miles away, on the rich shores of Athens Greece, lay a idyllic and paradise-like island known as: Laydora. It was an immaculate, perfect and flawless home for many. At dawn, the stars sat on the horizon, like thousands of shimmering and sparkling gems. it was an elegant place loved by all, with its mouth-watering food and grand and exquisite attractions. One of the most famous attractions was the great Olympics run by the athletic: Hercules!

One of the most loved and appreciated islander was the famous, alluring, muscular and intelligent, Narathast. He fought in the blazing hot morning and rested throughout the dark and gloomy night. Some would say he was a soldier, but some would say he was a god! But what Narathast does not know is that he is the god of fire and the son of Hades. His father Hades, the evil god of the underworld, abandoned him and his immortal wife, Riha, the goddess of nature and the bringer of love.    

   

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One blazing fiery hot day the sun drifted down under the sea during the early morning. Swiftly all the islanders ran of the island and it became deserted. All except one, Narathast. He already knew what was happening, The apocalypse!