When air is pure and color blossoms at every corner of the forests..
there is a village.. where the people live in fairy tales.. hapiness and togetherness..
Until One Day.... Hell break lose! Chaos is in its place!
The spirit of the village slowly eroded.. it is unfortunate that the phenomenon were simply.. inevitable..
There were thousands of warrior that battle of the cruel world..
one by one.. they falter..
one by one.. they faded..
Some come and go..
Some ran to another land seeking for mercy.
From Thousands became hundreds,
From Hundreds down to ten,
Some may become legend,
but From Legend.. they turn to mere Myth,
But one group stand still,
One heart remain strong,
For one true love of the game..
Live Penggempur..
because there ARE IMMORTALS.
"let there be light"
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