Fireflies in the Eternal Night

On the night black snow fell upon the world, a flock of crows carried the young Yun Wujin's sister into the abyss. To save his only family, he enters the Frost Jade Pavilion, suspended among the clouds, and is forced to face ten trials that strike at the heart.

A shattered maze slices reality apart. On a battlefield of the dead, a flute wails with blood. In an illusion trapped in a seven-day loop, the smiles of loved ones conceal deadly poison...

With every trial, he loses a piece of himself: his left ear vanishes beneath the shrieks of the dead, his right arm is branded by the scorching sun, and his palm is shackled by the cold light of the moon.

The nine pavilion masters are like trapped beasts in a cage:

The one who commands space cannot sever the threads of fate. The one who wields the blazing sun cannot burn away the curse in his bloodline. The one who plays the flute of the dead cannot silence the wails of his inner demons.

And from the shadows, the whispers of Mingyuan, the first pavilion master, seep into his bones:

“The blood you shed is awakening my slumbering divine remains...”

When Yun Wujin glimpses the egg of chaos pulsing beneath the earth,

when chains thrust from his sister's body and pierce a pavilion master's heart,

he finally learns that he is the poison the gods fear most.

One by one, the nine soul lamps go dark:

One person tears open their chest and sends him to slay the gods on wings of wind;

one shatters their spear, burning flesh and bone to light the endless night;

one turns moonlight into a prison, humming a nursery rhyme as they lock away the demon that would destroy the world...

And Lin Yuan stands atop the bones of the gods, his blade reflecting a face identical to Mingyuan's.

In this world,

fireflies set the heavens ablaze, and mortals take up their blades against the gods!