Far beyond the civilisations and cities of the developed humans, there exists an island like no other, a Paradise of sorts, an island called Kamïe. This heaven, was indeed the home of the gods.

In the island of Kamïe, the gods had gathered for a meeting. The sky outside the hall shifted with colors, and islands floated quietly in the air like it was normal. Inside, the mood was calm but tense.

An alert had just come in.

One of the ancient power meters, placed deep in the human world long ago, had broken.

These ancient power meters were built in temples designed to discover the potential of a god. On coming near it, these meters would display, on an ancient scale, how much a god or creature was capable of doing.

Only eight adult gods up to this point, had been able to break a power meter, as breaking the power meter meant this god was capable of doing what no other god or any creature could.

These eight gods were dubbed 'The 8 Divine Wonders'.

'It’s probably just a glitch. That temple’s way too old,' one of the gods said.

'Yeah, it’s been buried for ages. It doesn’t mean anything,' another added.

'False alarm. No reason to panic.'

Most of the gods nodded, already moving on.

Except one.

Raiden stood off to the side, quiet. He looked like a regular teenager black hair, scar running from his chin to his mouth, and a katana at his side. He wasn’t dressed like the others and didn’t bother acting like them either. Still, no one questioned his power.

'You really think this means nothing?' he asked, staring at the others.

The God of Shapeshifting, Sheipu, glanced at him. 'The signal came from a place untouched for centuries. It’s probably worn out.'

Raiden stepped forward, voice steady. 'It broke and set off the alarm. That doesn’t happen by accident.'

'Don’t get your hopes up,' Sheipu said with a slight grin.

'I already have,' Raiden replied.

He looked out the window. The sky moved slow, like always, but something felt different. He didn’t want it to be just another false alarm. He wanted someone else out there. Someone like him. Strong, but not trained. Not chosen. Just... powerful.

Then and there, Raiden decided, if no one else was going to find reasoning for this, what was for him, marvellous occurrence, he would take it into his own hands. He would find the unknown god.