In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. 

Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle.

Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds.

Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage.

As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated.

In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen.

by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past.

Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity.

As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

Thunder echoed across the fractured sky, rain battering the broken glass windows of a forgotten cathedral—its walls charred and roof caved in, yet it now served as shelter for the few left breathing.


The fire in the center cracked weakly. Around it sat the battered remains of heroes—Eve, her golden wings drooping with exhaustion; Xiao Ling, silent and numb; Dr. Jin, tending to a broken teleportation core; and a few scattered, grieving soldiers too stunned to mourn aloud.


When the heavy doors groaned open, he stepped through—soaked in blood, his eyes vacant, a sword strapped to his back and Ty's broken blade in his hand.


Instead, he walked toward the fire, gaze fixed into the dancing embers. For a long, terrible moment, there was only the storm and the hush of the dying world around them.


He dropped the broken blade beside the flames.


"I wasn't there. I promised I'd protect her—and I wasn't there."


He looked at none of them. His voice trembled, but not from grief—from fury.


"I don't know who did it. I don't care if it was a demon, a god, or something else... I will find them. And I will kill them."


"We need you, Alexander. We have to stay together—"


"Staying together... that didn't save Ty. It didn't save the knights. It didn't stop Leviathan. It didn't stop anything."


Alexander: All that training didn't do shit and you know it, training doesn't mean anything against the might of true power."


He turned his eyes to the group—burning with something sharp, dangerous.


"I'm weak. That's the truth. We all are. But I won't stay that way."


He took a step back, sword clinking against his armor.


"I'm going to become stronger. Strong enough that nothing—nothing—can ever be taken from me again. I need to learn to access that power I once had when I fought against the shadow Emperor. I will Learn every technique, every curse, every power no matter what it costs."


"You don't know what's out there, Alexander. You could lose yourself."


"I've already lost everything that mattered."


He turned to leave, but paused at the doorway, his figure framed by moonlight and storm.


"When the time comes… I'll return. But I won't be the same."


And with that, he vanished into the night—alone, wounded, but burning with a new purpose:


Chapter 89 - The turning point