A golden sky surrounded a single planet. A storm was never ending above it where portals opened and vague figures appeared and vanished into. Sometimes they were far more solid and sent to very specific destinations.
The world was not constant. It was always shifting its landscape and always in motion. At its heart was a solid core of yin and yang that was the source of all things.
There had always been chaos but it still had a kind of order to it. It had been the place behind all realms and worlds.
Only twice had there been disturbances.
The first had been the violation by the Great One. The crime had been so heinous that the entire Celestial race paid for it as well. The threat had been horrifying and thus the spirits had begun actively trying to find a way to fix it.
That led to the next disturbance. An impossible man. A human that became a dragon and defied all logic. He had lived so many lifetimes without knowing until he became a miracle incarnate.
