Draemony

The world has a wound, and it sings. The old ones called that song the Echo: everything it touches repeats its own pain until it becomes a monster. The roads have fallen, the dead do not rest, and only the Amber Vale still holds. From there you follow the Echo through Jataíra and Goiânthar, facing the people and places it has twisted, until the campaign reveals an older truth sealed beneath the ruined city of Hell: centuries ago an angel and a demon fought until they fused into a single being, the Xinoqs, and the Echo is its voice leaking through the seal.