Long ago, when the sky still listened to prayers and the moon watched in silence, there rose a kingdom unlike any other, Shenglan Huangchao, the Sacred Waves Empire. It stood proud with golden banners, deep wisdom, and rulers whose names echoed through time.
The people of Shenglan lived by honor. They spoke to their ancestors, followed the stars, and believed the moon would protect them. It was a land of poets, warriors, and kings who walked with the spirits.
But peace does not last forever.
Far across the misty mountains, in the land where the sun rarely shines, there lies a kingdom covered in ash, Heiyuan Chao, the Dynasty of Black Grief. Once strong, now filled with cries and curses. A kingdom where mothers weep for lost sons and fire burns without warmth. It is a place where pain has grown sharp like blades, and silence feels louder than screams.
And now, Heiyuan marches to destroy what still breathes.
In the heart of Shenglan, a girl rises.
Lianhua Feng.
When the Crimson Moon rises, history will awaken.
And the world will remember her name.