Legend says that when Heaven and Earth first came into being, two flames burned within the primordial chaos.
One became the Candle Dragon of the East, whose eyes opened to make day and closed to make night.
The other became the fire of Muspelheim in the North, which set the World Tree ablaze and ignited Ragnarok.
Ten thousand years later, the two flames reunited in the eyes of the same human boy.
Lu Guichen, the last tomb keeper of Kunlun Ruins, carries the Candle Dragon in his left eye and Mimir in his right.
Verdandi, the youngest of the three Norns, has her left hand turning to stone while her right hand weaves the threads of fate.
Fenrir, the world-devouring wolf, is currently crouched outside a parcel station, munching on a sausage.
Loki, the trickster who betrayed every god, performs magic on a Las Vegas stage, waiting to pull off an even greater con.
And beneath the deep sea, the Eye of Guixu is opening.
East and West, order and chaos, memory and oblivion: in this game of chess spanning five thousand years, every move will decide the final outcome.
Some people see myths as stories.
Some see myths as history.
And they must turn myth into the future once more.
What I wrote here is so pretty, right?