When myths become a command to hunt you down, you are the key that throws everything off balance.
Late one night at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, Lin Yu, a Chinese-American relic conservator, paid the tiny price of a repair needle and pierced the last peaceful seal between two worlds.
The instant he touched the mysterious ancient painting, Mirror of Mountains and Seas, Taotie's bloody tears fell, and slumbering mythic beings from East and West began awakening one after another throughout the museum. The Daoist Taiji symbol and Odin's runes, two supreme powers as incompatible as fire and water, were branded onto his hands at the same time. In a single night, he went from an obscure conservator to the
