Imagine a world of safety and comfort in the everyday lives of the people, a world where the commodities are afforded to the people by a benevolent being of Light instead of technology. Everyone is encouraged to grow, to thrive, to become the best they can under the Light.

Now imagine a parallel world, one of darkness and anger, that celebrates cruelty and ignorance. A world that is filled with powerful beings of darkness that lie and kill to attain their desires.

Lastly, imagine a world in between the two, always misty and dank, as if a curtain shrouds it from the Light and the Dark. None can live in this realm, for only the spirits of the dead are welcome in the Grey.

These realms do exist, and they are known as the Trinity. Or at least, they were.

More than a century ago, four beings from the Dark discovered how to pierce through the Grey and enter into the Light, and when they arrived, they joined forces and slaughtered the benevolent Light. Knowing that a god cannot be so simply killed, they took the pieces of the Light and scattered it throughout the Grey, content in their knowledge that none could return from that. 

They set themselves up as the new Rulers of the Realm  of Light, bestowing a new  name upon it: Death, so as to remind people what would happen if they sought the Light.

Anyone found keeping to the worship of the Light was sentenced to brutal death and the consequential devouring of their soul. To encourage