When your heart stops beating, it means you're dead. When your body rotten underground and nobody remembers you, you know you've stopped to exist.
But before all of this, you name was chanted thoughout the Keystroke kingdom, where your achievements impressed all the passing kings you served. But nothing of this remains.
Nothing remains from that era, where decline and corruption reached and horror came alive. King Nargal XVII, actual King of this dark nation, has decided to steal what remained from the commoners: The Heart of the forest. A mystical gem within is stored the vital power of the nature.
This steal has turned the old fertile soil into a sterile land where plants are only found in the faraway borders of the country. This has awakened ancient magic, powers that have brought your soul from hell for you to fight once more for the kingdom you sweared fidelity.
Go, shadow soul, because only you can return Keystroke to how it really was.