[Urban + Western Fantasy + Cthulhu + No System + Decisive and Ruthless + Growing Protagonist + Mystery + Travel Between Two Worlds + Supernatural + Dark Humor + A Saintly Protagonist Who Doesn't Reason, Just Swings His Blade]
In 2055, war broke out, engulfing the entire world.
In 2560, small-scale memetic contamination appeared around the globe, with symptoms including distortion, cognitive deviation, and personality reconstruction.
But it did nothing to stop the war from continuing.
In 2063, the war reached its fiercest point. No matter where you were, the flames of war would consume you.
The global changes grew increasingly severe, seeping into the sounds of gunfire, weeping, explosions, and curses directed at those who profited from the war.
In 2065, the war that had raged for ten years finally ended. But when the survivors looked up at the sky...
The sun had grown tentacles. The moon had opened its eyes. The clouds were veined with blood.
The changes could not be stopped.
From then on, people marked that moment as the beginning of a new era: [The Age of Divine Creation].
People built high walls to cage the free birds.
Cities no longer cycled between day and night.
No child ever looked up at the stars again.
"Do not hear. Do not see. Do not speak. Do not believe."
The gunfire and weeping stopped, replaced by prayers that never ceased, day or night.
The new era carried the survivors along the river of time, barely keeping them alive.
Until, in the fifteenth year of [The Age of Divine Creation], a heterochromatic boy raised the flag of humanity.
He swore to reclaim humanity's glory!
"This era belongs to humanity!"
"This is my homeland!"
So...
Welcome to a world of the supernatural and the uncanny!
