Shadowlands of Eloria, where people are puppeteers to their own shadows, where light is something to be loved and dreaded at the same time and where emotions still hold some value.
New White Order, coming from the Empire of Arranta, where every imperfection is severely punished and where a cold, unfeeling mind of artificial intelligence rules over people.
A shadow-wielding guard, framed for murder. Alesser.
A broken girl, yearning for vengeance for her brother's death. Lissande.
A new Elorian ruler, traitor to her own people. Leora.
A little blind girl, running from her cold world. Aelarr.
An Arrantan enforcer of the New White Order, sent to Eloria on behalf of his AI Emperor. Bris.
And far away, on the floating islands under Elorian blue moon, where Arrantan power cannot spread, a Shagral is rising from oblivion - the darkest shadow puppeteer, separated from his soul, driven by the all-consuming hunger for light.
What will happen when the cold light of technology meets the dark embrace of shadow magic?
"We've become nothing but shadow and void ... but our shadow will rise again and our void will devour your light ... May the world tremble."