Over-Throne

The sun set on the last day and mankind’s future lay in the balance we would not see it’s warm embrace for many a year. The infallible wall had fallen, the ceaseless unrelenting march of the dead was destroying everything. The inevitability of war was now upon us and man was unprepared. The future, if there was to be one at all, was bleak. Our commander prepared an elite unit of the bravest soldiers to march north, to infiltrate the throne room of the king of darkness. The notion that this already dead king can be killed was merely based on legend but it was the human races only hope- the legend has it there is an artifact kept in his throne room that is the only ungodly weapon that can kill the king of darkness.