The Heavenly Scroll hangs high above Ten-Thousand Pacts City. The Thread-Binders write destinies with their brushes, and the paths of every living soul have already been set in black and white.
Anyone whose fate deviates is branded a stain upon a chaotic age. Wardens patrol with Fate Locks, binding souls and erasing every trace, then driving the condemned into the desolate wasteland to wither away.
Shen Ye awakens at the bottom of a deep well. He has no predetermined destiny; he is a blank scrap of paper abandoned by the Heavenly Scroll.
The wasteland stretches endlessly, the aberrant wander in exile, and everyone waits in fear to be slaughtered, awaiting a purge that is sure to come.
As a snow-white Fate Lock tears through the air and his soul nears erasure, Shen Ye seizes the scrap that belongs to him.
They say defying fate brings calamity, and that every dying ember must be extinguished.
But Shen Ye refuses to accept the ending already written for him.
One page slips from the brush, igniting a wildfire of ink; countless fragmented souls gather into a torrent of rebellious sparks.
The guardian of the remnants, asleep in an ancient cavern for thirty-seven years, slowly awakens. The seed of rebellion, dormant for ages, flares into a prairie fire once more.
With fragments as his blade and human hearts as kindling, he faces the laws of Heaven governing the city of Ten-Thousand Pacts, and defies the supreme might of those who hold the brush.
The Heavenly Scroll can write destiny, but it cannot lock away the fire of survival.
As every predetermined path crumbles, can one scrap of paper beg the order of the heavens for a way to live?
