In a world where nightfall awakens livings nightmares, humanity clings to existence behind fragile sanctuaries lit by sacred fire. These flames are more than light - they are ancient wards, passed down through forgotten rites, holding back the horrors that stalk the darkness. When the fires burn low, entire villages vanish by morning, leaving behind only scorched earth and echoes of screams.

Beyond the reach of the flames roam the Hollowborn, twisted beings shaped from unresolved human regret. Once mortal, they were consumed by despair, rage, or grief so profound it tore their souls apart. Now they wander as predators, feeding on memory, fear and blood, growing stringer with every life they fracture. Some retain fragments of their former selves, whispering names they no longer recognize, while others have fully surrendered to the hunger.