Chen Yuan had thought that the five of them could overcome any obstacle together and overthrow the Seven Gods and the fate that controlled the world. Then, in the desperate battle in West City, Shen San, the boy who smiled the most, fell silently along the way. A safety charm brought to light a hint of the fate that had been laid down long ago.
Miasma shrouded the road ahead, and strange beasts lurked all around. Ancient secrets lay locked away, layer upon layer, deep within the black tower, while the agents of fate closed in at every turn. The companions joked amid life and death, held knives in their memories, and pushed on despite the unbearable pain they kept hidden.
No one knew what truth the tower concealed, or who would be the next to leave. When the sealed taboos were finally exposed, they realized that the enemy was never the gods, but the course of fate that had been altered from the very beginning. And from the day Shen San appeared, this journey had already been destined to end with no return.
