!DISCLAIMER!-This Game Allows You To Name Yourself So If You See The Name SMGLiam That's My Game Name! Two Moons Hang On The Veil Of Evernight's Scroll. Their Lights Intertwine And Shimmer In And Out Of Sight, Like The Whirlwinds Of A Dance. It Is Said That Peals Of Laughter From The Skydome Could Be Heard At The Beginning Of A Moon Cycle, Dispelling The Solitude Of The Evernight. Were Those Mumblings Of Time, Or The Voice Of Someone You Once Knew?

Time Flows. Dynastie's Rise And Fall. The People Cry Out For A Ruler, Desperate For Guidance. To The Sovereign, Their Subjects Are Pawns. Even Heaven And Earth Are Just Weighs On A Scale. If The Death Of A Sovereign Can Bring Victory, Then No Price Is Too Steep And Everything Is Just A Chess Piece. On The Battlefield Against The Gods, Victory Always Outweighs Justice.

The Children Have Walked Far Too Long, And Their Footsteps Once Filled With Doubt. The Tears Shed At Partings Also Caused Them To Lower Their Sight. The Favorite Child Of Fate Tried To Forsake Fate. Does A Fragrant Land Truly Exist At The End Of The West Wind? The Three Children Link Hands And Disappear In The Thousand Doors, Leaving Only Echoes That Grow Ever Faint... There Is No Need For Fate To Respond.