Not kings.

Not gods.

But Elements.

Ruled by lightning, fire, water, and stone, ruled by boundless wild forces of creation and destruction, tamed only by those who were born with the rare gift of being able to harness and wield them.

These gifted few, named Elementals, shaped the lands history with war and peace.

For every force of nature, there must bring with it a shadow.

A lost and cursed element,

An element lost and buried to time by The Great Four after it nearly bringing humanity to extinction in an era that the old scrolls label "The Dark Age".

Blood.

An art cursed with such power it corrupts the mind of the wielder driving them insane with power.

To ensure balance and order between the elemental lands, the Black Lotus Corps was formed by 4 legendary wielders of the lands. They brought peace to a centuries old conflict between the four elemental lands. Showing peace was achievable. 

The Black Lotus Corps is an ancient and secretive order strictly dedicated to training wielders of the 4 elements in restraint, control, and discipline. The Corps answer to no nation, No king, No ruler, simply answering to the worlds survival.

The Corps speaks of balance, honour, and peace.

But behind its hidden temples gates, something festers, something old, something waking.

And stuck between these rising storms, a single boy, white haired and lightning born, takes upon his first real challenges within The Black Lotus Corps.

His blade Is forged,

But not yet drawn.

Fate, doesn't wait.

And neither does war.