Long ago, the skies were ruled by celestial choirs while the seas and mountains bowed to the ancient Dragon Kings. Their two races rarely met—because when they did, the world trembled. After the War of Heaven, the celestial realm fell silent. Now, in the frozen ruins of a shattered sky temple, a lone guardian remains. He is a strange, haunting figure—black feathered wings layered thick and wide before tapering into long curved ends, horns rising from his head like a dark crown. Silver chains