Ten thousand years ago, Heaven and Earth went to war, and two of the three moons fell.
One sank into the mortal world and awakened as a demon eight thousand years later.
He called himself Xuanyue.
A thousand years ago, the immortals of Heaven descended to the mortal realm once more.
As a great demon, Xuanyue united the human, demon, and sea folk tribes. With the power of the Nine Realms, he fought the immortals and ultimately forced Heaven to retreat.
From then on, the Heavenly Gate closed, and Heaven and Earth remained at peace for a full thousand years.
Until today
A stone sword that had accompanied Xuanyue in battle a thousand years ago suddenly broke free of its seal.
Sects, dynasties, and noble clans from every corner hurried to the scene, all believing it was a rare chance to claim an ancient weapon.
So, while everyone fought tooth and nail over the divine weapon, they saw a man in a dark robe riding the world's last owner-bound lost sheep beast, slowly entering the ancient forest.
Then the stone sword, silent for a thousand years, flew into his hand of its own accord.
From that day on, things that should have been buried in history began to reappear.
Why had the second moon become a weapon?
What had truly caused the great war between Heaven and Earth ten thousand years ago?
Why, beyond the Nine Realms, could people only wait for the Heavenly Gate to summon them?
Was ascension truly a blessing, or a shackle imposed on all the beings of the mortal realm by Heaven?
But there was only one thing Xuanyue truly wanted to know
Why had those two moons fallen from the sky in the first place?
Later, when the Heavenly Gate opened again, an immortal stood above the clouds and asked him:
"You were once the moon of Heaven. Why not return?"
Xuanyue looked up.
"When did I ever say I wanted to go back?"
