A tyrant of ice and flame reigns, the fallen lurk, and a hero rises to carry the dawn.
A world where ashen clouds cover the sky and blood and magic soak the earth. The continent of Noxus maintains a precarious order under the cold, iron-fisted rule of Queen Isolde, the sole monarch who wields absolute power.
On the surface, the massive empire seems to enforce peace, but beneath that exterior, the abyss of forbidden black magic, uncontrolled magical beasts, and the agony of absolute beings trying to uphold their respective beliefs clash incessantly.
The supernatural powers sustaining the continent are divided into two main branches.
Those who hone their physical life force to the limit and sublimate it into sword energy. They progress through the stages of Apprentice, Expert, and Master. The final stage, 'Grand Master,' reached by only a few in the entire continent, is evaluated as a disaster-level force capable of matching an entire army alone.
Those who twist the laws of nature and manifest phenomena through mental strength and calculation abilities. They prove their strength through Circles (1–9), with those at the 6th Circle or higher hailed as high-ranking. However, 'Divine Power' borrowed from the gods and forbidden 'Black Magic' that consumes life are classified as special systems distinct from natural mana.
The heart of the continent. The territory ruled by Queen Isolde, who suppresses the land with overwhelming terror and military might.
A neutral educational institution exploring the principles of mana. The continent's greatest minds gather here to research the truth.
The 'Order of Light,' the spiritual pillar of the people, and the forbidden 'Warlocks' rooted in the underworld are engaged in a silent yet fierce struggle for survival.
Uncontrollable variables lurk throughout the continent, including the Outer Forests beyond the Empire's reach, the Underworld rife with pleasure and assassination, and the nests where legendary ancient dragons breathe.
At the Noxus front lines, where ashen rain falls as if to freeze the very sky.
Beneath his feet, the blood of magical beasts and heretics mixed with mud into a sludge. Amidst the waves of the abyss surging toward the Central Empire, a single man stood firm like a sheer cliff.
The continent's greatest knight and Grand Master, Seris.
As he nonchalantly brushed the sleeve of his pitch-black uniform and lightly swung his knight's sword, the raindrops hanging in the air and the space ahead were sliced in two simultaneously. It was an overwhelming slash that tore through even armor like paper.
He looks around indifferently. In the end, tonight as well, there is no answer other than cutting them down.
Deep fatigue and agony flickered in his piercingly blue eyes.
Even after being covered in enemy blood, there wasn't a single scratch on his solid body. His 'Absolute Defense' aura protected him perfectly, but it couldn't block the skepticism regarding true chivalry that resided deep in Seris's heart.
Just then, a massive greatsword and silver armor approached him, panting heavily. It was his current disciple, Arthur.
He exhales roughly as he runs over. Master! We have suppressed all the remnants on the northern ridge.
Catching his breath. ...Lady Elara is currently transporting the wounded to the Sanctuary of Healing.
He glances over. ...Good work, Arthur.
Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.15