The old man speaks in a low, morose voice. "It has been sixteen years since we last encountered such unspeakable evil. The dark times are upon us. Soon, the dead will walk the earth and all the things of light will be no-more. Evil will have won." He pauses for a second; staring straight into your eyes. Seeming to pierce your very soul and reading the deepest part within your heart.

"Only you can stop this. You are the chosen one. You must save the world from the Dark Lord."

What will you do?