A single book, a single relationship, and a single entity who is ready to fuck with everyone and everything until all is reduced to nothing but ashes, destruction, pain and misery. Twelve empires living together in peace (well, as peaceful as one can get with wars over such things as petty as what kind of fish is better or who can pull the better prank) and twelve young rulers (well, as young as a ten-foot tall immortal fish or an animal god's immortal host champion can be) to guide each one. Yes. These empires all seem to have bright futures ahead of them... A thirteenth empire arises from the depths of the jungle.