Divine Fold: Fall

I once thought that not being able to awaken at the "Shenzhe" celebration would be the biggest disaster in my life. Until the sky split open and monsters with black tentacles tore my world to pieces. The shadow of the old gods shrouds the academy, and the blood of companions dyes the dawn red. They said that this was the coming of the gods, and mortals should prostrate themselves. But I insist on holding the rusty blade in my hand tightly, and fight my way back out of this bottomless abyss with blood!