“Choose wisely, for choice is what makes the Cultivator.” This was the one true maxim of this world, where the law of the jungle was the creed. Where the mighty flayed the meek to sate their desires. Where the heavens weaved stories on behalf of their favoured children, using all else as mere pawns for their whims. For aeons unchanged did this world of cultivation remain, with traditions and taboos set in stone. Enter Yung—previously Jung—a soul adrift from a far gentler world. Once b...