One hundred and fifty years of the Magical Era.
Human beings have used magic to rewrite the laws of physics, and also used magic to remeasure human value.
Shining City rises from the ground, artificial skylight illuminates the upper levels, and filthy mud swallows up the old area.
In this city, powerful magic can forgive sins, and low qualifications can be convicted of original sin. The court will look at the spellcasting record before convicting, and justice will give in before the hierarchy.
Everyone is trying their best to chase the light, believing that magic is the highest ladder of civilization.
Until a young man who was almost unable to cast spells held a gun behind his back in the shadows, and another wild man with pure light swung his sword in front of the abyss.
Everyone is taught the same sentence from birth:
Magic is the only law by which this world operates.
Intention: Power is never a gift. It is a variable, a disturbance, a rock thrown into the calm water.