Before the great war, there was an archer named Houyi who shot down nine of the ten suns that scorched the earth. His wife, Chang'e, drank the elixir of immortality and floated to the moon.

These two legends would echo through the Investiture War — for the gods have long memories.

When the Shang army faced Zhou's forces in the great battle of Mabe, an old man appeared on the Zhou side carrying nothing but a compass-chariot. The soldiers laughed.

"This is my bow," the old man said, pulling a string that had no visible ends. "And these are my arrows." From the sky above, ten suns began to descend.

Houyi's descendants had come. And they remembered what heaven owed the earth.

The battle that followed was unlike any other. When it was over, the Shang army was scattered and the Jade Emperor himself descended to negotiate terms.

This is how the war ended — not with one great battle, but with the accumulated debts of heaven finally being called in.