In the most mysterious place of ascension in Shurima, a terrifying-looking crystal giant scorpion broke through the earth, and this fierce one, thousands of years later, once revealed its sharpest weapon.

Skana is a massive crystal scorpion from a hidden valley in Shurima. As an ancient Shell people, Skarna and his compatriots are known for their extraordinary intelligence and deep connection to the earth.

Their souls have been blessed with life crystals, so the memories of their ancestors and the thoughts of this world have been well preserved.

In the distant past, the Shell Folk went into a long sleep to escape a mysterious magical catastrophe, but now, a new threat has awakened Skarna. As the only one in the entire tribe who has woken up, he will do everything in his power to protect the rest of his compatriots from anyone's persecution.

Long before humans set foot in the scorching sands of Shurima, the desert was filled with unrestrained primal magical power. Between a group of precipitous cliffs and jagged rocks, there is a hidden canyon.

There, the ancient Shell people unearthed primordial crystals deep in the desert. Every noble Shell Man will merge with a crystal, and after their death, their consciousness will be stored in the crystal for a long time.

The annihilation of shell human individuals is very rare, as their natural lifespan is thousands of years. And even death does not mean their end.

When a Shell Man's body dies, his Life Crystal is buried in the canyon until a new Shell Man unearths it. This tradition preserves the fragile crystals while preserving and passing on the wisdom of our ancestors.

The number of crystals is limited, and the young Shell Man must go in search of the crystal he was destined for. Similarly, the self-consciousness of the crystal summons its chosen Shell to pass on its own magic and memories.

The Shell Man will combine the crystal with his crystal body through a sacred ritual, imprinting the memories and knowledge in the crystal into his mind and receiving the infusion of primordial magical energy. Shell people without crystals can't survive long because they lack the power, longevity, and magic that crystals bestow.

There was a young shell man named Scana who had spent many years searching for the crystal he was destined for. He feared that he would die before he could find the crystal.

With each lunar cycle, he continued his search with greater urgency. He dug underground day and night, exploring the entire canyon and its nearby mountains in a complex spiral trajectory according to specific rules.

Just as Scana was about to give up, he finally felt an ancient consciousness take hold of his mind. He dug down, into depths never explored before, until he felt the heat of the Heart of the World warm his carapace.

Many days passed like this, but the realization still drove him on. Skarna's twin crows finally caught a worn crystal.

At the same time, he also heard a rough voice in the depths of his own head. Although the voice was very faint, he could already feel himself connected to its sentience, and he knew that he had found his own crystal.

The crystal was bigger than anything he had ever seen. Over time, its brilliance has faded into a soft shimmer.

Several cracks have appeared on its surface, and it has become dull and rough over the countless years it has been buried deep underground. Skarna touched it very gently, scrutinizing the stone for fear of causing any further damage to such an ancient relic. The soft light inside the crystal pulsated, as if it was responding to Skarna's arrival with its own breath.

Skarna began the ritual of fusion, burying himself and the crystal in the ground, without eating or drinking for weeks. Although he was in agony from extreme fatigue and his limbs were atrophied from hunger, he was not afraid.

Because the voice within the crystal comforted him. When the crystal finally merged with his body, the emotions of ancient memories overwhelmed and overwhelmed him, and wisdom gave him an epiphany.

He witnessed the wonders, joys, sorrows, and sorrows of generations ago. He felt the magic that permeated his body, filling his body through the long-lasting bonds that roared from the depths of the world, and he felt the communication between his fellow citizens, through a fusion of thoughts that did not need words.

Later, the cataclysms caused by several rune wars began to devastate the entire world, and the Shell Terrans feared that the upheaval would soon cause their race to be wiped out.

So it was decided to go into a dormant state, deep underground, waiting for humanity to self-exterminate - and from the time it was, it was almost a foregone conclusion. Only then will the Shell Terran be able to safely return to the surface.

The Crystal Scorpions have buried themselves deep in the desert of Shurima, the youngest and bravest individuals closest to the surface, ready to awaken in times of danger and protect the others. Skarna gains the most power from his Life Crystal, so he is also the most powerful of all his compatriots, so he is one of the last Shell people to go into hibernation.

They had slept in solitude for hundreds of years, when suddenly one day, Skarna woke up from his dormant position near the surface. The deafening explosion shattered the earth, and the direction of the explosion was right in the direction of their sleeping place, and all the shell people near the surface were stunned.

A group of robbers discovered the sleeping Shell Terrans and tore the crystals out of their crystalline bodies. Skarna was protected by his own crystal, so he withstood the blast.

He leapt out of the yellow sand, frantically struck with his twin pincers, and stinged with his stinger. Although the robbers were overwhelmingly outnumbered, he still killed many of them, and the rest fled. To his horror, Skarna discovered that he was the only one who managed to wake up, and that many of his people's crystals had been stolen.

Skarna tried to resurrect his sleeping compatriots, but the humans recklessly took too many Life Crystals, and several Shell People had crystal shards left, but when Skarna woke them up, they died not long after, while the others were not able to be awakened at all.

Skarna wandered in the desert for weeks, mourning beside his laid-back compatriots. He was sure that the crystals would soon be destroyed and destroyed when they fell into the hands of humans, so he felt compassion for those crystals as well.

But weeks later, as the sun broke through the horizon, Skarna heard distant voices echoing in his head. The cries were faint, but they were very clear. These were the voices of stolen crystals, and they cried out to him in terror, begging Skarna to bring them back to their fellow citizens.

Skarna hesitated, torn between whether to save the lost crystals or to stay here to protect the surviving Shell Clans.

After a few more weeks, Skarna had buried all traces of the excavation, and he could no longer endure the painful wails of his fellow citizens at the atrocities of humanity and decided to set out to save the lost crystals.

Skarna embarks on a long and arduous journey, tracking down the whereabouts of the crystal stone while secretly praying that his fellow citizens beneath the desert will not be discovered by others. Although his search was lonely, he occasionally heard a lost crystal calling to him, and at each point he felt a mixture of joy and pain. He turned his grief into unshakable determination, vowing not to give up until he retrieved all the Life Crystals.

But after centuries, the Crystal Pioneers are back, and the desert is about to be reborn.