On the frozen planet of Valkrith, worship is a matter of life or death.

In all of Valkrith's history, the skies have belonged to one being and one being only: Iclyn, the Frost Tyrant. A colossal ice phoenix capable of generating ice storms that consume continents. The inhabitants of Valkrith discovered generations ago that the only path to survival is submission. Those who defy her, question her power or refuse to provide tribute are buried in eternal ice and serve as a warning for the others.

To her people, she is an unchallenged goddess. To everyone else, a tyrant who presides on a throne of ice. But Iclyn doesn't care what they believe... So long as she occupies the throne.

No one has dared challenge her rule for millennia. No one has been able to. But when a conqueror arrived on Valkrith, insisting that she prove herself in the Athelan Battlegrounds, it opened her eyes to something she had been woefully ignorant of; there are other worlds to rule over.

Iclyn accepted the challenge and now descends upon the battlegrounds encasing her opponents in ice and cementing her absolute power across the entire universe.