Set Off

On the top of Cangwu, fire clouds surged. The Suzaku fluttered its wings, its red feathers were burning, and the flaming waves dragged by its tail burned cracks in the sky. It faced off against the monster that crawled out from the abyss of the netherworld. The monster was covered in rotten black mist, and every ray seemed to be able to corrode bones and ecstasy. "So what about the ancient mythical beasts? This world should be replaced by the fishy wind!" The monster screamed, and the black mist turned into ferocious minions, tearing at Suzaku. The red bird cries, its flaming feathers burst out like meteors and fire rain. But the monster is sinister, and there is an evil curse that can devour souls hidden in the black mist. While Suzaku is fighting the enemy with all his strength, the curse clings to its soul. In an instant, the flame feathers fell randomly, the red bird fell from the clouds, and the divine fire gradually extinguished. It fell into a certain valley in the human world, and its memory was like a candle in the wind, bitten to pieces by the evil curse...