One hundred and fifty years ago...
There were truths veiled behind the curtains, dramas concealed with sleight and illusion.....so that no one could witness them. And then, there were men who hid behind masks, carrying out their dark deeds in shadows. One such grand spectacle took place two centuries ago.
At that time, the seat of the High King stood vacant. And in the absence of a ruler, the hearts of men were kindled with greed....the burning desire to ascend as the next High King.
Thus began an era of chaos: countless battles were waged, and dark rituals were performed in secret. But again and again, the distinguished leaders of the Fuzi Xion Clan and the Linyan Clan rose in defiance, quelling the unrest.
Yet betrayal had taken root.
With every passing year, the blades rose again. Wars ignited like wildfire. Many became sacrifices to the altar of avarice. Finally, both clans....the guardians of balance....made a resolute and unyielding decision:
They imposed a complete ban on all forms of dark magic and forbidden spells.
But what of those families for whom dark magic had not been a weapon, but a legacy?
They had no intention of misusing their inherited craft. In fact, many among the new generation used dark magic not for harm, but for healing, for alchemy, for building new instruments of medicine and innovation.
Still... no one listened.
Those families were cast out.....banished from the Xuemo Sect, from the Fuzi Xion Clan, from the Linyan Clan.
There was no home left for them.
147 families...banished solely because of the bloodline of magic that flowed through their veins.
But they did not yield.
They ventured into a hidden forest, beyond the reach of maps and memory. Towering, ancient mountains gave them shelter....hiding them forever from the world that had forsaken them.
Years passed.
And from the heart of that forgotten land, a new sect rose:
Hei Lin San Sect.