The festering contempt and overwhelming abhorrent venom of Vensilia begin to break Red's spirit down piece by piece. With each fall of Red's sword this world creeps deeper into its oblivion. Along with Noctura, Red crosses paths with the foul garrison horde of the true madness behind this dark age of Vensilia. In an awkwardly novel twist of fate, he is introduced to Miffle and Strings, two very peculiar dwellers of the Black Forrest and most unlikely of friends for our Little Red.