His eyes were fixed on the planet below, the world that had once carried the future of the God Kin upon its shoulders. But now, Eira and its trillions of souls had all become sinners, awaiting the judgment of the God Kin.

When five-year-old Thu An moved to a sleepy neighborhood on the outskirts of town, fate led her to eight-year-old Tuan Minh. He was a boy of few words—quiet and reserved—yet he quickly became her steadfast, silent protector. A year later, sitting on the damp porch steps in the wake of a summer downpour, Minh gently tied a pink ribbon over her bandaged wrist, silently vowing to always keep her safe.