Only the castles were strong enough to foster life. Inside them, hope and new powers previously unknown rose. Little by little generations grew up and the fortress spread up. Fields had to be plough again. Haunting teams proliferate again. Some people tried to build new cities far from there, but they were difficult to protect. Things from the past couldn’t be used to do that. Due to the need of protect, new swords were forged. New armies rose, however, new and unknown dangers as well.
Called those who once were alive. Most of them wonder around the burial mounds, or if they’ve got consciousness, look for surviving. But others survive through magic and death. They don’t fear to test their powers, not even on themselves. They build up fortresses over the old ruins, where nobody dare to get into. From those ruins, they rise up corpses to build an army.