When fate, circumstance, and love, all turned on him, Arthur Pendragon was wisked away to the fae realm to heal his wounds.

The prophesied king of england was no more, and his story twisted by the bards. Our world did not slow, time waits for no man, no matter how important. Now earth has little care for fairytales, save for those played by famous actors. The door has been slammed shut.

Another world exists however, one where minor gods battle for furthur ascendance. Terra, the mirrior world of legends come to life. Here the Lady of the Lake will see Avalon born anew, with Arthur it's rightful King.

The compitition is fierce, the british isles only have so much room and many gods. Before even them, the neighbors are quite familiar.