Three millenia ago, the gods touched down on Myr'seros.
The Lavaak-sa'haar, as they came to be known, were benevolent and powerful beyond compare. Their sudden appearance ushered in an era of unparalleled technological and theological innovation for the fledgling Ferah-saar. But after a century of rapid progress, the gods departed the planet once again and the advancement of the Ferah-saar resumed at its original pace.
Now, thousands of years later, during a time of great societal upheaval, when the greed of the few have pushed the planet to the brink of collapse, the gods have re-emerged. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like their intent is to help the Ferah-saar...
Eleven years ago, the crown prince of the Xi Empire was exiled for treason against the Dragon Throne.
For whatever reason, Emperor Xingzong has now seen fit to pardon his son and recall them back to the capitol. Second Prince Hua, now a jianghu legend under the alias "Divine Blossom," only returns at the behest of their sister.
Thrust back into a tiger's den of shaky alliances and ambition-fueled treachery, Second Prince Hua has to avoid a second exile while figuring out who framed them for treason. Unfortunately, it seems like things have only gotten worse since they've been gone.
They could just settle for what they've got... but where's the fun in that?
They appeared without warning.
A swarm of horrible winged creatures with seemingly supernatural powers.
Some called them angels, but they were nothing like the benevolent entities of legend. Though humanoid in appearance, they showed no mercy or kindness towards the humans that called this place home. They spread rapidly throughout the western continent, taking over towns and cities with little resistance.
And then came the creatures of scales and earth.
Some called them demons, for they possessed horns and tails and armored scales. They were neither hostile nor friendly towards the humans, but they did not purposefully target human settlements like the angels. They were grounded and unable to fly, but they were just as powerful. They fought the winged angels at the edges of their territory, stopping them from expanding their range.
Who will be the victors in this planetary conflict?
In the waters off of the arctic coast, creatures swim beneath the waves. Some would call them sirens; others would dismiss them as tricks of the light. But who can say for sure? The perpetual fog that hugs the coast and its surrounding forests makes it impossible to discern between the real and the imagined.
You can always ask the salmon, who spawn and die here, but they're not keen on speaking to dry-landers. Spend some more time wandering the rocky shores, and perhaps you too will see the truth of what lies beneath the surface.
In a future where corporations have consumed governments and become the de-facto rulers of society, only the rich and powerful have access to sunlight, fresh air, and life-enhancing tech. They live on Earth's second crust, an artificial layer of of metal and concrete that separates them and the destitute masses living below.
Those living on the ground are shrouded in eternal darkness and drenched in a constant glow of neon. Constant advertisements bombard their minds and androids watch their every move. In spite of it all, they are resilient, carving out lives for themselves in whatever ways they can.
Six gods. Six paintings. Six humans.
An endless cycle of sacrifice and rebirth.
The time comes for another turn of the eternal wheel, but it remains frozen in place.
Though the bodies of the gods are starting to fail them, the Gallery of Selection remains abandoned, devoid of the next group of potential vessels. The world, brimming with magic leaking from the decaying flesh of The Six, begins to unravel. The natural order of things no longer works as it should, as time flows backwards and dreams warp into reality.
C’veyr, the Radiant Historia, the Unascendant God and the key to continuing the cycle, is nowhere to be found.
Has the end of eternity finally arrived?
Humans have perfected the craft of creating artificial life. Life-like androids are built everyday, to do tasks that humans cannot, or no longer want, to do. They fight in wars, work in harsh environments, and serve as companions, all the while never looking out of place in human society.
Or, at least that was how it used to be. Tired of being treated like property, a faction of androids rose up against their creators and won their freedom through bloodshed and violence. Their single rebellion soon turned into an insurgency, and now the world is slowly being devoured by conflicts between humans and androids, with neither side willing to give up the fight.