"The one chosen by the Sword of Divine Revelation already has a soul riddled with wounds."
The fall from the building was no ending. It was the prelude to the brutal chapter that awaited on the continent of Prati. Su He, a transmigrator, arrived on the dark stage of magic and political intrigue, bearing the scars of school bullying and a soul split into three within him.
Salvation is nothing more than making peace with the self that lies in the abyss.
"You useless piece of trash, your weakness will get everyone killed."
That was the whisper of the abyss, spoken by the other half of his soul!
Was he the savior chosen by the Sword of Divine Revelation?
Or the God of Destruction worshipped by the Darkmoon Council?
On the battlefield of his divided soul, Su He's choice would decide whether Prati welcomed the dawn... or an eternal dark moon.
"Don't listen to him! When the enemy comes, just hack your way through! Don't worry, I'll protect you!"
