Prologue

China, c. 1300

„I've heard that one of the demon lords escaped hell and now is coming to punish all mortals for our sins!" Someone yelled as the ground shook and tall buildings around all the city folks started falling apart.

„No! That's not right! I heard that Budha himself sent one of the angels to look after us!" A woman's voice yelled as she jumped forward before a big piece of a wall nearly hit her.

„But how do you know all of this? Did you see some vision in your dreams or something?" Another man asked while kneeling down and holding his hands above his head.

„No, no. Some mages from the near shrine felt a huge amount of power arriving on Earth. It's a power from some different realm! Some says that it's a demon straight from hell, some says it's an angel sent here from heavens, but we will probably not find out the truth anytime soon." The fourth person said as they lay on the ground and held their head.

All four people that were screaming and yelling like some crazy believers announcing the end of the world calmed down and agreed that it's no good speculating over what's going on. As soon as everyone agreed to calm down, the earthquake stopped. Only then they've seen the damage wasn't as great as they thought it to be.

As basic mortals they couldn't even feel the amount power that entered their realm to the fullest and there was still a possibility that those mages were making fun of them.

They gave up on thinking about it and decided to return to their basic lives.

Even if the end of the world was close, there wasn't anything they could do to change their destiny.

But little did they know that it wasn't anything that scary as the end of the world nor some greater being punishing mortals, but a single soul that got, perhaps, tired of it's afterlife...