Prologue to the Divine Path

In the dark age where gods and demons dance, who is singing the praises of war? In the bustling city of desire, who is covering up the truth? Charles woke up from the snowstorm and saw the knight breaking his oath and the wizard abandoning his wisdom. Tides, magic eyes, breathing methods, natural disasters, rituals, ancient stone carvings, kings, dragons, elves, dwarves, extraordinary... The dying whispers of the weak, the struggle of the flying butterflies in the net, whose divine journey is this?