Eidolon

A soul is torn from its world and is dropped into another. Formless, nameless, and burning with questions. As the soul wanders deeper into Arihal, it stumbles into unrest as it struggles to fulfill the tasks a god demands from him. 

Whispers of a breach between realms echo through every shadowed hall and sacred root, and the pieces to fix it lie in the hands of those who have lost everything. 

But this isn't a story of prophecy. It's one of intrusion. The world doesn't welcome the soul -- it resists it. And as choices fracture the path ahead, one truth becomes impressible to ignore. 

The soul wasn't just taken.

It was summoned.