Ever since the eight moons-out of blue-manifested themselves into the celestial sphere. The Zagaraf continent already forfeited utmost half of its land to the otherworldly beings-the infiltrators, progressively creeping over their domination for almost centuries of unending wars. Countless casualties, and finally out of tricks. The four races had reach an agreement upon uniting. An academy for future generation, for the possibilities to fend off the forthcoming despair upon the living, Hawhtsqege Kingdom is the first ancient kingdom on the venerable land of Zagaraf continent, it is once ruined, and once rebuilt, deeming that this kingdom kept the long-lost intelligence. Nahayak was forced to cross the sea alone-to survive, to be the caretaker assistant, or perhaps, to be the unanticipated hope. Bearers? Weavers? Evoker? and Metamorphosis? The Hawhtsqege Academy will ultimately test her insight.