Hundreds of years ago, there once lived a great emperor. This emperor was unlike any before or since—his rule stretched across the vast majority of the world. His power was unmatched, his wisdom celebrated, and his presence commanded the loyalty of kings and commoners alike. In his lifetime, he fathered two sons: the firstborn, Hane, strong and noble, destined to inherit the throne; and the second, Lucan, pampered by their mother and filled with a restless fire.
Hane was the perfect heir—the embodiment of discipline, honor, and grace. From his earliest days, he was trained to lead with fairness and strength, to balance the might of the sword with the wisdom of the mind. The people loved him, and the court held him in high regard.
But Lucan was different. While his mother showered him with gifts and affection, Lucan's heart darkened with envy. He looked at his older brother and saw not a sibling, but a barrier between himself and the power he craved. A deep anger began to grow inside him, an unyielding storm of hatred, greed, and resentment. It was this emotion that birthed a terrible and dangerous power—one that no scholar or sage could have predicted.
From the depths of his rage, a new force took shape within Lucan. It was raw, violent, and uncontrollable. It was known as Rage Art.
Lucan's power was unlike any other—born not from study or discipline, but from the very flames of his fury. With this dark energy, he gathered an army of followers who shared his ambition and thirst for dominance. He marched against his brother, sparking a war that would shake the foundations of the world itself.
But Hane was not defenseless. As his brother unleashed chaos, Hane too awakened a power, but one that reflected the balance and harmony he sought to protect. This power was called Sage Art.
Sage Art was the embodiment of wisdom and calm—a force drawn from peace and enlightenment. With it, Hane defended his people and lands, standing as a beacon of hope against the tide of rage and destruction.
The war that followed was brutal and unrelenting. Lucan's armies fought fiercely, but the power of Rage Art came at a terrible cost. The land they conquered began to wither; once-fertile fields turned to dust, skies darkened with endless storms, and rivers ran dry. The very earth rebelled against the evil that had taken root.
For generations, the two powers clashed. Neither side could claim a true victory, and the world was left scarred and divided. A stalemate was reached—not by peace, but by exhaustion and the harsh reality that neither power could dominate without destroying everything.
And so, the world was split.
On one side lay the lands of Sage Art, where order, knowledge, and growth flourished. On the other, the barren territories ruled by descendants of Rage Art, struggling to survive amid the decay their power had caused.
Generations passed, but the fire of ambition never truly died.
Lucan himself lived on—his rage burning still, fueled by hatred and the desire to reclaim what he believed was his by right.
Now, he prepares a new strategy. Rather than wage war openly, he sends his great-great nephew, a boy born from his bloodline but stripped of power, into the heart of the enemy's world.
His mission is clear: enroll in the Sage Art academy, learn their secrets, master their power, and then return to teach it to his people—arming them for the day they will take back what was lost.
This is a story of secrets and survival, of hidden strength and the struggle to find identity amidst the ruins of war.
It is the tale of a boy who walks between two worlds, carrying the weight of his bloodline and the hope of his people.
And it begins now.