'The clouds and mist of the night obscured the sight cast by the moon, and the soul was born in the darkness where the moon could not shine, but the moon was helpless.
The elves of living beings sign a contract with the moon, and the moon gives the elves rights, allowing them to combine with animals and plants, obtain entities, and give them names as demons, while the demons help the moon eliminate souls and maintain the balance of the world.
However, human beings' "evil thoughts" feed their souls endlessly, and the moon gives some dying people the opportunity to gain new life and power at the expense of the most precious things, and eradicate all those she considers evil.
From then on, humans gradually joined forces with demons to establish a base, naming the moon "World Consciousness", and the power given by the World Consciousness was named "Giving Seal"
Stars have moved, vicissitudes have changed, and thousands of years have passed by. The battle of the seal-givers has never stopped from ancient times to modern times, and under this calm and normal calm, there is an undercurrent.
When the undercurrents underground and the storms in the sky usher in, there will be a new star that saves the world. At that time, the stars in the starry sky will fall, leaving only one dim in the abyss.
This is my first time writing, so if there is anything wrong with my writing, please give me some advice and spray lightly, thank you!
Purpose: Do not accept death and fate meekly