At the Center of Crassmor's world lay the Singularity, ruled by the mysterious King Ironwicca.
Outside that lay the Beyonds, touching all the Realities, from which any manner of strays might wander. One day it might be Bill, who had been a god. The next it might be Little John and his band of not so merry men. And there were monsters and armies bent on conquest to be met and overcome by the unfortunate knights who patrolled those changing, flux haunted lands of the Beyond.
But those dangers were expected. The real problem Sir Crassmor had to face lay in the very heart of the Singularity, and no one would listen to him or trust him