Prologue:

From the final words of Anuy Nintu, the last herald of Astra:

"Indeed the time of the duelers had passed. Even the greatest were thought to have been killed or vanished in the times after the last great war that brought Astra to its knees. Its been nearly five years since there's been a Great Emperor, the legendary king of duelers that commands all that is Astra.

With no leader in control, thousands of would-be duelers have come to train and join forces with the most powerful leaders, hoping that their recruiter becomes the next Great Emperor. A hope that many will die for.

Perhaps there is no hope. Perhaps all of the old duelers have died. Perhaps their ancient skills and techniques has been wiped from Astra.

Astra's only hope lies within the many that have gathered here. If you, one of the chosen, can master the ancient ways, mass an army worthy of the gods, and achieve divinity itself...

Perhaps the next Great Emperor... will be you."