Centuries ago, when heaven and earth still shared the same breath, the Twelve Gods ruled as one. Every decision they made shaped reality, every breath they took held the world in balance. But arrogance and old rivalries sowed seeds of discord. Forgotten in the shadows, the Titans found their chance: they raised stone against the sky, and the foundations of the world began to crack. Temples collapsed, seas raged with fury, fire froze into crystal, and the earth lost its fertility. Time itself turned strange; seasons followed one another without order, and the stars no longer showed the way. Fragmented, the Gods sealed themselves within sanctuaries of trials, leaving the world to sink into oblivion. Yet, within the silence, a whisper echoed: the prophecy of the Ring of Concord.

 

“A mortal will walk the sacred lands, endure twelve trials, and reunite the divine forces. Then, stone and sky shall once again stand together.”

 

That mortal is you.

You wield no sword, no throne; only a pencil, dice, and your wit. Yet with these humble tools, you can defeat Monsters, awaken Temples, and stand before the Gods themselves. Each trial is not only a battle of puzzles, shapes, and dice — it is a mirror of your own spirit. In the Temple of Zeus, your strength will be tested; in Demeter’s Harvest, your patience; in Apollo’s Harmony, your creativity; in Hera’s Seal, your integrity. And with every step, you hold in your hands a fragment of lost harmony.

But beware: Lithomachy is not merely a game.
It is a journey through fire, water, earth, and sky.
It is a myth carved by your own choices.

The question is not whether you will reach the end.
The question is: what myth will you carry with you when you leave Lithomachy?