The divine and demon races had been at war for thousands of years. The realms under the Divine race’s rule were scorched earth, ravaged beyond recognition. Years of war had taken a terrible toll on every race. In the end, the Divine King gathered the power of all the gods and barely managed to seal the demon race away in the void. Gravely weakened, the gods had no choice but to return to the Divine Realm and enter a long slumber. To guard against demons lying in wait across the realms, the Divine King sent a guardian spirit to dwell within a ring. The secret was passed down through the generations.
As time passed, life gradually returned to the realms, and people had long since forgotten the devastation of the past. It seemed everyone had forgotten that history. But the human heart is unfathomable. Sometimes we cannot trust others, and sometimes we cannot even trust ourselves.
