Before the Shattering, the sun had a twin.
Two spheres of fire danced across the heavens Sol Invictus, the golden father, and Sol Umbra, the silver mother. Their light wove together, day and night inseparable, and beneath their eternal embrace, the world of Tenmon flourished.
Six Great Nations rose from the chaos of the gods' departure. The Iron Dominion, with its clockwork legions and soul powered forges. The Lotus Archipelago, where ninja clans bred shadows into weapons. The Sunken Court of the Meridian Depths. The Sky Palaces of the Zephyr Kings. The Obsidian Maws of the Ash King. And between them all, the Borderless Wilds a lawless stretch of forest, mountain, and ruin where the desperate gathered and the powerful hunted.
For three thousand years, Tenmon knew balance.
Then came the Bleeding Night.
The silver mother Sol Umbra cracked. Something emerged from her core. Something vast. Something hungry. It fell to the world like a dying god's curse, and where it landed, reality screamed. The land became cursed. The dead rose. The laws of nature twisted into knots of suffering.
The Great Nations fell, one by one.
Now, three hundred years later, humanity clings to the edges of a world gone mad. Monsters roam the wastes. Demons whisper from the shadows of every heart. And somewhere, in the ruins of a temple that once touched the sky, a child is born with a mark upon his soul.
His name is Lee Zaou.
And his story will either save Tenmon or burn it down to ashes.