Thirteen years ago, the sun and moon no longer took turns in the sky, yin and yang fell out of balance, and a purple sun hung above the world. Demons and monsters ran rampant, and the bright moon never rose.
The path to cultivation was shrouded in taboos and steeped in terror. Everyone had to tread with the utmost caution.
Born into an age of chaos, he stood alone, wavering but unbowed. With nothing but a man and a stone, he swore to shatter the taboos that held sway beneath a sun that never set and a sky warped by strangeness.
“So what if it is eternal daylight? I shall be the Lord of Eternal Night! All the worlds shall be my subjects, and all shall bow before me!”
