The dark sky in the east changes quietly as people sleep soundly, and a long shadow is reflected on the strange wasteland.
Once upon a time, her relatives and tribesmen shed their blood and high morale here.
The sounds of killing and howling one after another lingered in this blood-stained land.
A girl in a long blue dress faced the morning sun and played her first morning confusion sound with the jade flute score in her hand, a morning confusion sound belonging to a mysterious tribe outside the six realms and in the wilderness...