The Rushu village once existed peacefully, in the valley of the wailing phantoms. But one day, they were unannouncedly attacked. By a force unknown and immune to their poison arts. In the midst of this one-sided massacre, a singular boy survived and was saved by his lone ambition of exploration that had led him far from his village. And far too late back. Alone, and standing on the slope if the hill that bordered his village to the left. Only two things remained between the boy and air itself. Despair. And a deep longing for revenge!