Three hundred years ago, a great demon clan was annihilated. Those who survived either turned to dust or betrayed their own, bowing to the Heavenly Court. But in the chaos of the night, a child was born, carrying within them a power that once shook the Three Realms.
Three hundred years later, in a land forgotten by time, a small figure steps out of a cave. With hair as white as snow and eyes like emeralds reflecting the crimson moon, they do not remember their past, do not know who they are. But with every breath, every drop of blood in their veins, something stirs, calling them to awaken.
An unsettled debt, an incomplete memory, a rising undercurrent. In a world full of those who claim to be righteous, who truly holds the power?