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Nearly 1,000 years after the Fifth Great War, raged on between all five of the villages, and their rivaled enemies known as the Sorrow-Weavers, the world is now enveloped in nothing less than chaos and unholy retribution. The world itself is bein contaminated by an unfamiliar biochemical disease that seems to have whiped out an unbelievable portion of the world, and its people. Hundreds of areas all over the Earth are destroyed, decimated and banketed several feet from the ground with the bodies of old, diseased corpses. Who else, but the Sorrow-Weavers, were to blame. They were a once notorious group of prodigical self-proclaimed Scientists whom seemed to perform miracle works unto sickened villagers, ninja or homeless citizens. However, their true colors were shown a few short years after their very unveiling..
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Soon enough, the "cured" villagers, ninja and citizens began to show signs of increased fatigue, vomiting, migraines and even weakly bodily movements. With noone else to have done things to them, the finger was pointed at the Sorrow-Weavers. One by one, over the years, they were targeted, discovered and picked off one by one until each and every single Sorrow-Weaver was killed and buried in the pages of history. However, this history would be short-lived. A few years after the happening of dire illness, the world began to clear up, people stop getting sick and the Earth seemed to be replenishing itself. However, the people underestimated the prowess of this disease, and thoughtlessly buried the villagers and what not who hadn't recovered from the illness within the ground, all over the world. Evidentally, the Earth itself began to show signs of withdrawal and anger, in its very own form of an illness..
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Will you walk the Path of Sorrow, and redeem your name before the pages of history evaporate into the very ground that you now walk upon? Hurry up, time is running out as the days grow longer!
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