A long time ago, humanity was one.
We have God's technology - machines that can fly across oceans, tools that can cut through stone, networks that remember everything. We think we are gods.
Then, disaster struck. It's not a natural disaster, it's not divine punishment—it's our own arrogance.
After a catastrophe, knowledge turned into songs, science turned into myths, engineers turned into priests, and AI turned into machine spirits.
Only a few people remember the truth. They are called "walkers."
Chong Li, the fifth leader of the Walkers, spent seventeen years traveling across the land, recording the last fragments of civilization. He didn't know what he was writing - he thought he was writing about a mythical beast, but it was actually a robot; he thought he was writing about a sacred mountain, but it was actually a spaceship.
He put all the misunderstandings into that book along with the truth.
That book was later called "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
When you open it, what you read is not myth—it's history.
