In a world where gods once ruled through divine cultivation, the age of ascension has long passed.
Its towers crumpled and lie in ruins.
Its sacred scrolls burned to ashes.
Now, Vaeloria thrives under the watchful gaze of spirits and marks, ancient tattoos bestowed upon chosen mortals.
These ancient marks resonate with the essence of the grand spirits; one may see it as a blessing, another as a curse.
In the nation of Kusanagi, where no god reigns and cold and silence rule the divine seat, people live under fragile peace. among them walked the blessed, resonators of the old power.
Among them is Araxie, a sharp-minded legal advisor blessed with the Rheon Mark, a gift of truth-seeking and justice-bound spirit.
Her days were meant for resolving petty disputes and uncovering secrets others wanted to stay buried. That is, until a sealed vault beneath an abandoned shrine cracked open and with it, he walked free.
Wrong time, wrong place.
Caused their fates to interwine.
A chaos-born soul. Neither god nor man. Once feared for tipping the balance of nations, he is now trapped in a fragile form and bound to her by fate.
Two different souls
One knows peace.
The other, chaos.
As whispers of a rising force stir across Vaeloria, one that seeks to erase the gods and rewrite the world .
The unsealed and the marked must journey together.
Not as allies.
Not yet.
But perhaps time they will be.