The Book of the Nine Realms

When Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, his body transformed into all things.

The people of Jiuzhou built cities and established rites and music; the people of the Great Wilderness followed the rivers and grasslands, hunting in the mountains and forests.

The two alliances fought for a thousand years.

No one knew that the ancient gods of the Five Turbidities were sealed underground. Hatred was their sustenance, and the longer the war lasted, the sooner they would awaken.

At last, one day, the World-Burner came from the edge of the frozen sea, intent on burning all beneath the heavens.

Three of the pillars of heaven collapsed. Fusang was ablaze, and Ruomu was rotting.

A mountain spirit emerged from the ruins. A headless man hoisted a shield carved with names. A giant chased the sun. A woman planted scripture in her sword. A king with pitch-black eyes awaited an answer in the eternal night.

They were not heroes. They simply did not want the sky to fall.

Five volumes of scripture, written by five people.

They tell of the lands in nine directions, and of the people upon them who refused to die.