The echoes of that battle never faded.
The myth of the Nameless Demon became a whispered warning throughout the Golden Sect. A shadow in history—unconfirmed, but never forgotten.
And now, after twenty years, the rumors had returned.
If he was real… if he had returned… then the Golden Sect was already doomed.
Far beyond the mortal world, two beings watched.
Mu-Seol, the shadow that lurked in the present.
And The Unwritten One, the force waiting in the abyss.
Their time had not yet come. But soon… it would.
Because even fate itself would not be able to stop what was coming.