This is a story from the distant past. No, this is a story from the far future.
The great state of Yamato—a land ruled by an emperor, a living god.
Thanks to Oshtor, Mikazuchi, Munechika, and Shunya, the enemy state of Arva Shulan’s assault was repelled, and Yamato’s peaceful days were restored.
But at a certain point, a shadow of unrest enshrouded Yamato. Strange phenomena arose in various places. Seemingly unrelated events converged at a single point.
In response, three points overlapped with one another, and once again, a new journey began.
They still have no way of knowing that, at the end of this journey, there lies a signpost leading to that which will be sung—within a cradle shrouded in pure white mist, the time of slumber was nearing its end.