What more can be said about the corruption and decadence that breeds decay and idleness in Society? What solutions can be had that will prevent a civilization from slipping from a progressive stance, to a downward slide into obscurity? How can a single individual wrestle with this ugly monster, hoping to bend the brute into submission, his efforts are one against ever increasing numbers? Alack Troyus finds the path his Goddess made for him a treacherous one as he continues to fight within the silent army. But, the Young Mans efforts are not without some reaction from the worlds around, and their effects upon the future of the Amazian Imperium. Like a tossed stone in a body of water, his rings of justice escape outward to embody even the darkness beyond the warmth of the light of reason.