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Everyone knows of the stories of the Norse, the Greeks, even the Egyptians and Celtics, the Shinto, the Buddha and the famous Journey to the West. The whole world is filled with many amazing tales and societies that helped shape what we know today as the modern world. Yet people don't realize that those myths are real. Every single one is active in the supernatural world filled with many creatures and beings beyond comprehension!
The world is built on cycle-wars, peace, faith, forgetting. And long ago, the Aztecs believed the universe itself ran the same way: sun after sun, era after era, each one ending the moment the heavens decided humanity had outlived its purpose.
But something went wrong.
A cycle that should have ended... didn't. A "sun" that should have risen cleanly... arrived fractured. And in that crack between myth and reality, an old pantheon-one the modern supernatural world treats like a footnote and filled with warriors who love sacrifice-starts to stir again.
In Kuoh, where devils and dragons already tug at fate like it's a cheap curtain, a boy carrying an impossible inheritance becomes the fuse to a forgotten engine. Power that was meant to stay buried begins to surface. Ancient grudges start to remember their names. And the Sixth Sun-unfinished, unstable, and dangerously alive-demands to be completed.
Because the Aztec gods aren't just coming back.
They're coming back angry.