SHUUN
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At the dawn of creation, human souls were bound to ancient, celestial entities known as Shuuns.
They embodied everything humans could ever wish to be. But despite their proximity to perfection, their one weakness was their human soulmates.
Among them was one whose name could only be pronounced in a hushed tone. She was the most feared and powerful Shuun of all time: Lyria, the Goddess of Misfortune and Harbinger of Chaos, who protects mankind.
However, humanity only remembered her as a traitor. She had committed the unforgivable sin the day she had brutally taken a human life. For to kill a human was to kill a Shuun; she was stripped of her godhood by the Great Mother.
Centuries later, the fallen goddess returned with the sole aim of revenge and chaos, as a terrible war tore the world of humans, demons and Shuuns apart.
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