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Master Dongguo asked Master Zhuang, “This ‘Way,’ as you call it—where is it?”
“There’s nowhere it isn’t,” said Master Zhuang.
“Be more specific,” said Master Dongguo.
“It’s in this ant,” said Master Zhuang.
“Is there a lower place?” said Master Dongguo.
“It’s in this panicgrass,” said Master Zhuang.
“Is there an even lower place?” said Master Dongguo.
“It’s in this earthenware tile,” said Master Zhuang.
“Surely that is the lowest place?” said Master Dongguo.
“It’s in this pile of crap,” said Master Zhuang.
To this Master Dongguo had no reply.
—Zhuangzi, Outer Chapters 22:6
“Sorry to disappoint, ma’am, but this is the Bureau of Attack by Wild Beasts. The Bureau of
Attack by Titans is in the compound’s northeast building. I’ll draw you a map on this brochure.
You want to go in the red door and take a number from the attendant on the left. This time of the
week, it’s a four-hour wait to fight a Hero, six for a Demigod. If you want to fight a God, you’ll
have to make an appointment and come back next week.”
—Deputy Subcommissioner Jiang of Fan
The story goes that during the primordial chaos preceding the world, the giant Pangu was born
inside the cosmic egg. When it hatched into heaven and earth, Pangu held them apart with his
expanding body. When he died, his body became the ten thousand things, and the insects who
lived on him became the first humans. The really interesting part, though, came with the
formation of the pantheon as we know it. The Jade Emperor, one of the Three Pure Ones who
set Heaven and Earth in motion, organized all the Shén into a proper imperial court, which soon
evolved into a sprawling, massive bureaucracy encompassing every Chinese spirit. Some
pantheons are gangs, some pantheons are families, some are even royal courts; but the Shen
organize like they plan to run the World.
While Shen may argue amongst themselves over political philosophy, who ought to be in
charge, and what everyone’s responsibilities really ought to be, they firmly believe the whole
World will be better off as part of the same system, even if that system is bloated, thin-spread,
and occasionally corrupt. But the World’s other Pantheons are more than a little concerned that
the Shen believe defeated Titans ought not to be destroyed, but rather converted and
rehabilitated with productive jobs within the Bureaucracy.
Language
We present Chinese terms using their Mandarin readings with Hanyu Pinyin romanization,
minus tone markers. Where Chinese characters appear, we use traditional rather than simplified
characters.
Principal Members
Chang’e is a harsh mistress. After Hou Yi, the Excellent Archer, shot nine suns out of the sky,
the Queen Mother of the West Xiwangmu granted him the Elixir of Immortality. But when he
began to rule the world as a cruel and selfish tyrant, his wife, the lovely Chang’e, stole his elixir
and fled his vengeful arrows to the moon. There she remains. Look at the moon, now: what form
does she take? Is she a toad or rabbit, forever pounding the elixir with mortar and pestle in case
one day it should be needed? Or is the rabbit her companion, one of the few immortals who live
on the moon? At any rate, Chang’e represents a difficult choice. Should you strike out into the
darkness for what you want or believe in, knowing you might be alone (except for a bunny) if
you succeed? Chang’e says yes.
Chang’e’s Scions share her reputation for flightiness, selfishness, and superficiality, which
Chang’e herself attributes to the eyes of sexism on a woman who knows what she wants and
goes for it. Most famous of them is Japan’s Kaguya, bamboo princess of the moon. Chang’e
doesn’t go in for fancy incarnations; she likes to appear as a Han Chinese woman wearing
billowing traditional robes, shining faintly with silver light. She’s cheerful, welcoming, and likely
to ask questions a little more probing than you wanted, just like your family when you see them
at a holiday gathering.
Callings: Healer, Lover, Trickster
Purviews: Epic Stamina, Beasts (Rabbits, Toads), Health, Moon
Erlang, the Merciful and Miraculous King
Aliases: Li Erlang, Yang Jian, Governor Zhao Yu
The True Lord and Illustrious Sage Erlang is the Jade Emperor’s nephew, but his legendary
pride keeps him from spending much time in Heaven, where he feels like he wouldn’t get the
respect (read: attention) he deserves as Heaven’s finest warrior; instead he hangs around a
temple dedicated to him in east China’s Jiangsu Province. During his most famous visit, he
mustered an army of heroes to smack down Sun Wukong’s primate host. The clash between
them started out as a field engagement which Erlang won, developed into a kaijū duel which
Erlang won, and degenerated into a transformation battle which Erlang won. It ended when the
Monkey King disguised himself as Erlang himself to infiltrate Erlang’s own temple and finally
succumbed to Erlang’s forces, aided by Laozi. Monkey has been cool with Erlang since then;
Erlang does not return his amity.
Erlang’s a good shot with any bow or crossbow, but his favorite weapon is his Three-Pointed
Double-Edged Blade. With this polearm and his faithful Howling Celestial Dog, he subdues any
demon who takes up arms against the Shén. His third eye can pierce truth and falsehood or
discharge thunderbolts, his body is immune to nearly any attack, and his transformations are
innumerable. No wonder he’s got an ego.
Erlang loves to play hero. Were he a player at your table, he’d probably turn in a stack of
bluebooks of character backstory and expect everyone to read them and compliment his
creativity. His mortal Incarnations undertake elaborate adventures, overcoming villains, rescuing
damsels in distress, and generally doing their best to upstage anyone and everyone nearby. He
relishes competition with his own Scions, turning simple Visitations into climactic duels or tests
of their puissance. It’s always gotta be a whole thing with this guy.
Callings: Guardian, Hunter, Warrior
Purviews: Epic Strength, Epic Stamina, Forge, War, Water
Fuxi technically retired from his Ministry of Health post long ago. He should be enjoying himself
in a handsome villa with a generous pension and his sister-wife Nüwa; but he can’t keep himself
out of the office. He still comes in to work every day, even though he doesn’t officially do
anything, to offer advice and ideas to other Shen, some of whom find his little suggestions
edifying and some of whom wish he would go home and shut up. Wherever he goes, everyone
seems to know him: oh, it’s that guy, don’t quite remember his name, but he definitely works
here, something important.
Fuxi’s Scions are innovators in fields from cultural practice to mechanical engineering. Some
join high-profile startup adventures, as they’re the type to use the verb “disrupt” unironically.
They’ll look at their house falling apart around them and start talking about all the cool stuff they
could build with the debris. Ever the busybody, Fuxi likes to show up and help even when his
Scions have assured him they’ll be fine on their own—half out of loneliness and boredom, half
because he believes there’s no problem he can’t solve.
Callings: Creator, Hunter, Sage
Purviews: Artistry (Musical Instruments, Writing), Beasts, Fertility, Forge, Fortune, Health,
Order, Sun
General Guan represents loyalty above all else. None of Chancellor Cao Cao’s gifts and
temptations weakened Guan’s devotion to his sovereign, Liu Bei. He sees his role as the
general of the Shen as an opportunity to instill a loyal spirit in his subordinates and peers. He
has no time for unjust warfare, or petty and selfish warmongers. Divine might, says Guan, must
always be used to help others.
Wherever General Guan goes, he’s ready for action. His Incarnations tend to be protectors and
commanders, from the local Better Business Bureau head to the police commissioner. He’s not
afraid to show anger in his words, but he never lets wrath take the wheel from him. He isn’t
pushy when it comes to his Scions’ activities, but if anyone asks, he’ll express his approval or
disapproval frankly and directly. If one of them steps out of line—perhaps failing to honor an
agreement, or working for the wrong guy—he asks another Scion to visit and suggest a change
of course. Still, as the centuries have passed and he’s reflected on mistakes he’s made, he’s
realized how much toxic masculinity colors his actions and feelings.
Callings: Guardian, Leader, Warrior
Purviews: Epic Strength, Epic Stamina, Artistry (Historical Fiction), Order, Passion (Loyalty),
Prosperity, Sky, War
Guanyin is the World’s most popular Buddhist, exceeding even the Tathagata. They struggle to
pay their Scions adequate attention because of their packed schedule, answering prayers and
displaying compassion towards the entirety of Great Vehicle Buddhism. Guanyin nevertheless
expects one thing above all from their children: compassion. They maintain that Scions come
into being to spread the blessings of godhood, which Guanyin regards as a weird kind of
privilege, to mortals in need who lack those blessings through no fault of their own.
Ever the populist icon, Guanyin favors humble Incarnations such as fishermen, mendicant
monks, and sex workers, though Omens such as thousands of eyes, hands, or faces sometimes
set them apart. They often travel with bodyguards (sometimes including General Guan Yu
himself) and her faithful white parrot. Likable and experienced in liaising between the Shen and
the Buddhist community, Guanyin and her scions often take point on delicate diplomatic
proceedings between Pantheons.
Callings: Guardian, Healer, Sage
Purviews: Epic Stamina, Deception, Health, Journeys, Passion (Mercy), Water
Huangdi has founded so many Scions that one struggles to describe them with any common
qualities other than greatness. They include the heroes Gun, Yu, Zhong, and Li; gods such as
Shujun and Yuqiang; and even entire ethnicities like the Huantou and Miaomin. Any Scion of
Huangdi’s, though, should rest assured that theirs is the road more traveled. Dozens, at least, of
Huangdi’s Scions are still active, ready to provide advice and trade favors with any more recent
developments.
Huangdi watches current developments in Chinese government with reservation and concern,
but in typical Daoist fashion prefers not to make noise or get involved. The Great Cultural
Revolution hit the Shen hard; many of them still haven’t forgiven mainland China’s Communist
government for the event. Nevertheless, the Communist Party has sent representatives to
participate in sacrifices and rites to the Yellow Emperor, whom they acknowledge as the founder
of the civilization they recently inherited.
Callings: Creator, Leader, Sage
Purviews: Beasts, Death, Earth, Forge, Health, Order, Prosperity, War
Confucius’s philosophy extolled family’s sanctity and primacy. When a duke told Confucius how
one of his subjects snitched on his own father for stealing sheep, Confucius famously replied,
“Where I come from … sons cover up for their fathers and fathers cover up for their sons.” Law
and government were of little use to him if family didn’t come first. His relationships with his
Scions are predictably demanding.
Confucius’s incarnations tend towards the erudite and high-class, but never quite the highest:
non-tenure-track professors of hard-sell topics like literature or philosophy, second-string
socialites, government apparatchiks. He’s inevitably followed by a train of students and
hangers-on, which Laozi and other Daoists frequently try to sneak into to piss off Confucius,
since Confucius’s temper tantrums are inevitably hilarious and often enlightening.
SIDEBAR: THE PHILOSOPHER GOD
A strict Confucian would never presume to describe the Master as a God, or anything
more than a revered sage or ancestor; but that hasn’t stopped thousands of supplicants
over the course of history from earnestly and devotedly worshipping him. Confucius
frequently deploys his Scions to disabuse Cults in his honor of his divinity. Sometimes, it
doesn’t even make things worse.
Callings: Judge, Leader, Sage
Purviews: Artistry, Order, Passion (Filiality)
Few know for sure the true personae of the Old Masters who wrote it, for they obscure their
identities as much as possible. Some say the Old Master was a court official, an archivist or
astrologer perhaps, who wrote down his wisdom before riding a water buffalo into the west.
Others call him an Incarnation of the Heavenly Lord of Way and Virtue, one of the Three Pure
Ones who created the Universe. Laozi is happy to let these stories propagate, for their favorite
Incarnation throughout the ages is actually a large number of grandmas, dressed however
grandmas dress in China at the time, who constantly bicker amongst themselves.
Laozi’s scions tend to be of humble birth, rarely male. They excel in positions which require
subtlety: not president or king, but the power behind the throne, the campaign manager or chief
of staff. Traditionally in China, many of Laozi’s Scions wound up in the Daoist priesthood based
out of locations like Wudang Mountain. Laozi’s most notorious scion is the White Eyebrow, a
Shaolin monk whose research into Daoist black magic (apparently that’s a thing) got him
expelled from the Monastery—and who subsequently betrayed Shaolin to the government,
resulting in one of the temple’s many destructions.
Callings: Leader, Sage, Trickster
Purviews: Epic Stamina, Artistry (Poetry), Chaos, Darkness, Health, Order, [1] Water
Nǚwā’s Scions tend to share their mother’s selfless love for humanity and lateral thinking skills.
They care deeply about humanity’s problems and are endlessly creative and brave in how to
solve them.
Callings: Creator, Guardian, Healer
Purviews: Earth, Fertility, Forge, Health, Moon, Sky
After cultivating his conduct with a Daoist teacher, Sun Wukong made havoc in Heaven, fighting
Heaven’s most distinguished warriors and generals. He stole Laozi's immortality pills, erased his
name from King Yama’s records, and generally proved himself a nuisance until the Tathagata
Buddha, who happened to be visiting for a social function, trapped him under the Five Elements
Mountain for five hundred years to teach him a lesson. Then the Tang Priest Xuanzang
snookered him, along with Pigsy and the Sand Monk, into bodyguard duty on his journey to
India to fetch the Tripitaka scriptures. For his devotion, the Tathagata made Monkey the
Victorious Fighting Buddha, which is apparently a real job you can have. The Chinese classic
Journey to the West and its infinite adaptations chronicle Monkey’s adventures.
The Monkey King is, depending on whom you ask, either a) living proof the Shen can
rehabilitate even the most troublesome and intractable monsters, b) living proof that
rehabilitating the most troublesome and intractable of monsters will backfire catastrophically, or
c) all of the above. Still, no one can deny he’s talented. His favorite outfit is the elaborately
made-up costume that represents him in the Běijīng Opera, though he often appears as a
completely ordinary monkey. His Scions tend to share his indefatigable commitment to noble
goals, and his incorrigible demeanor and pranks which will leave you constantly doubting that
commitment.
Callings: Liminal, Trickster, Warrior
Purviews: Epic Strength, Epic Dexterity, Epic Stamina, Artistry (Opera), Beasts (Monkeys),
Chaos, Deception, Journeys, War
The son of draconic parents, Shennong himself has a dragon’s head and a human’s body. By
age three, he knew everything there was to know about agriculture, invented various farm
implements, and taught the first humans the secrets of cultivation. His exhaustive surveys of
wild plants revealed the staple crops called the Five Grains (rice, two varieties of millet, beans,
wheat) and gave rise to Chinese medicine via his catalogue of plants’ flavors and qualities,
which nearly got him killed over and over as he tasted poisonous plants.
Yandi Shennongshi’s Scions tend towards interdisciplinary excellence, but they are rarely far
from the land. Their father encourages them to look towards the needs of not only their fellow
Shen and Scions, but also the common folk in the background. Don’t just stop an attacking
Titan: convince that Titan that gainful employment with their Pantheon would be a better way to
spend their time. Don’t just feed the hungry: revolutionize a nation’s farming infrastructure. Don’t
just heal the sick: cure cancer, and not just one of the cool cancers. After all, If Huangdi could
take a chance on Yandi Shennongshi ….
Callings: Healer, Leader, Sage
Purviews: Epic Stamina, Artistry (Storytelling), Fertility, Fire, Forge, Health, Prosperity
Cosmography
Heaven
The Chinese character 天, pronounced “tian” in Mandarin, refers to all three of Heaven, the sky,
and the weather. To the Shen, those three concepts are one and the same. Heaven is the
Gods’ abode and workplace, where palaces, citadels, and offices sprawl amongst the upper
troposphere's clouds. While other Pantheons break their own overworlds away from tellurian
skies to avoid, for example, getting in the way of spacecraft launches, the Shen wouldn’t dream
of dwelling in a different World than their human charges. How, then, might they manage and
monitor the weather? Can you imagine the paperwork? Accordingly, jets which fly high enough
above China find themselves soaring amidst cloud-wreathed pagodas, with serpents and
star-spirits darting back and forth in their path. There were even a few crashes early in the
twentieth century until Nüwa built an Air Traffic Control Constellation. Heaven is accessible via
sky ladder or by climbing certain mountains
Womanland
Another independent principality, Womanland (Nüguo), lies in southwestern China. The Tang
Priest, Sun Wukong, Pigsy, and Sandy stopped at this state, populated entirely by women, on
their way to fetch the scriptures from India. It was an eventful visit. Ever since, relations between
Womanland and Heaven have been chilly at best.
Unlike the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, which has been more or less frozen in the past (plus
cell phones), Womanland is a technologically advanced mini-state within the Chinese
hegemony. The Communist Party has an attachée in town, but she doesn’t control anything,
really; the Queen of Womanland is squarely in charge. During much of Chinese history, when
Confucian patriarchy dominated politics, Womanland positioned itself as a counterpoint and
counterweight to those tendencies.
地獄 Diyu
The Shen share an underworld with the Devas, Palas, and Kami. Together with nine other royal
judges, Yanluowang (also known as Yamaraja, listed under the Devas but with joint citizenship
here) processes each new ghost who comes to Diyu and assigns them to one of the thousands
upon thousands of afterlives, torturous or otherwise, that wait below—or else determines they
died before their time and annuls their death.
However, not all the dead wind up in Diyu—far from it. Many dead from the populations which
venerate the Shen remain within the World, albeit invisibly, as tutelary Shen of clans or
locations. But individuals with more Buddhist influence on their afterlives are directed towards
the more regimented afterworld.
Diyu’s largest city, the Dark Capital, even now looks like a Chinese metropolis from a thousand
years ago, with city walls, temples, palaces, residences, and a gigantic citadel which houses the
Courts of Hell and, most important of all, the official administrative records of the afterlife. It was
from these records that Sun Wukong erased his name, along with every other primate’s on the
Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, when he made havoc in Heaven and Hell.
A grand temple surmounts each of these peaks. There’s a really long line, and if you’re
able-bodied you must climb every step (if you aren’t there’s a chairlift, but there’s a line for that
too) to be considered for entry. At the temple itself, demons staff the processing center’s desks,
where you must present a petition on one of the provided forms for consideration, as well as a
bribe, using one of the provided bribery shrines. Some petitions are accepted right away,
especially if they’re done by hand in fancy calligraphy or accompanied by really convincing
bribes (like your grandma’s pork buns). Then you file into heaven, where you will probably get
lost, because all the signs are in seal script (and be grateful for that — they only updated from
bronze script this year). Attempts to jump the line or sneak in put you face-to-face with ogres
with cudgels who will throw you out. It’s a long way down.
Other mountains or ranges are sacred specifically to Buddhism and Daoism. The Wudang
Mountains, for example, are the home of the world’s most important Daoist temple complex and
its caretakers, the infamous Wudang Clan.
Textual canons provide many of these recipes’ main ingredient. Each canon contains a series of
texts associated by philosophy or reference, delineating a school of thought. There is a Daoist
canon inspired by the early Laozi, Zhuangzi, and Liezi which starts with politics, meanders into
naturalism and mysticism, returns to politics with Legalism, and ties it all together with a cosmic
model based on balance and no wasted effort. The Confucian canon contains the Analects as
well as certain important classics: the Classic of Poetry, Book of Documents, and the Spring and
Autumn. The Confucian canon focuses on living as a productive and positive member of
society, especially where the family is concerned. The Classic of Changes appears in most
canons.
Various Daoist monastic associations exist in northern China, combining philosophy and
cosmology from the Daoist scriptural canon with traditional shamanic practices in myriad
combinations. While these monasteries adhere to celibacy and vegetarianism like their Buddhist
counterparts, many more Daoist priests study the canon and perform shamanic services without
them. A formal tradition, the Academic School (Rujia), also appeared around Confucianism,
eventually morphing into a system of religion that deified poor Confucius and incorporated
traditional practices much like Daoism.
Buddhism, though, really introduced the idea of a religious tradition with membership to China.
The old-school Indian Theravada Buddhism changed when it arrived in China, becoming the
more populist Great Vehicle Buddhism and bringing bodhisattva-hood, rather than arhat-hood,
into primacy as a goal state. However, while Buddhism always advertised the quest for nirvana
and the freedom of all mankind from the cycle of suffering as the supreme goal, it never truly
rejected any other religion with which it coexisted. Indian Devas and Chinese Shen were invited
to study the Buddha’s Law alongside humans. Many of them accepted wholeheartedly,
including Sun Wukong, the least likely of converts to the Middle Way.
Common Birthrights
Creature
Animal Officers
They might start out wild and dangerous, but if you beat them up and/or expose them to the
Way of Laozi or Buddha or someone else reputable, various sentient animals will faithfully serve
you in whatever way you need. The Dragon King Ao Guang, for example, commands crab
generals, shrimp amazons, bream provincial commanders, and crocodile ministers in addition to
his own draconic family. Many of these animals can shapeshift into human or demonic forms to
blend in or raise hell.
Followers
Triads
“Triad,” denoting a Chinese crime family (or one of its members) in common English parlance,
comes from the name of the Three Harmonies Society (Sanhe Hui), a well-known branch of the
older clandestine fraternal organization originally called the Heaven and Earth Society (Tiandi
Hui). Many modern Triads pay lip-service to popular deities such as Guan Yu, but are otherwise
entirely secular. A few, though, hearken back to their earliest Qing-era roots as ardent Shen
devotees. Fundamentally, like many worldwide organized crime outfits, an old-school Triad is a
community support organization which relies on donations and volunteer effort from a
lower-class community to look after its most vulnerable members. Triads are often politically
active as well, supporting candidates and causes; many American Triads, for example, support
the Taiwanese government over the Chinese Communist government — a conflict on which the
Shen are studiously silent. But with friends like the Triads, maybe you could tip the scales the
way you want without Huangdi noticing ….
Relic
Sky Ladder
Any natural feature or piece of hardware which allows a god or mortal to ascend quickly and
easily to Heaven is called a sky ladder. Many sky ladders are physical terrain features anyone
may climb to get to one precinct or another in Heaven, such as ancient trees or sacred
mountains like Kunlun. You can also get a portable version in the form of a collapsible ladder,
grapnel gun, or similar climbing aid; the Òrìshà, who also employ sky ladders to get to their
Heaven, like golden chains. Especially outside the Middle Kingdom, where natural sky ladders
are rare, a pocket sky ladder is a great way to keep in touch with your superiors, or escape to
your office when your ex shows up.
Somersault Clouds are the best way to travel. A somersault cloud is just that: a fluffy cloud,
about a meter in diameter, which looks even in real life like it’s been drawn with brush and ink,
or maybe crayons. Hop on and your feet will sink and lock into the vapor, which feels like
candyfloss under your feet (but not quite as sticky). Lean in a direction and the cloud speeds off
with you attached. With a little practice you can rise, drop, twirl, and otherwise manipulate it like
a space-age hoverboard (except it won’t catch on fire or explode).
Many Shen of high station rule a specific constellation. You can have one too! A constellation
is a group of burning plasma balls an unimaginable distance away in space, but also
conveniently located in Heaven. A handful of lights in the sky can communicate a vast quantity
of information, or inspire individuals to feats of storytelling or art. By controlling the twinkle of
those stars just so, you control how they speak to those beneath.
Relationships
The Shen have important, formalized working relationships with the Devas and Kami. The South
and East Asian pantheons share a non-discriminating attitude towards the simultaneous
practice of multiple religions, as well as an aggressive stance towards titans (though there’s
some disagreement as to what to do with the titans after you knock them out). They don’t have
the same long history and close ties with the Òrìshà, but they respect the Yorùbá attitudes
towards ancestor worship, religious openness, and efficient bureaucracy.
On the Titanomachy
The Shen have a peculiarly bipolar attitude towards titans, whom they generally call “gui” — a
term which can refer to ghosts, devils, or monsters of any species, glossed here as “demon.” On
the one hand, subduing demons with extreme prejudice propelled many Shen to fame and
divinity. Nearly every well-established Shen has famously beat the Hell out of at least a few
fearsome monsters during their time. On the other hand, the celestial bureaucracy employs
thousands of spirits who identify themselves, or are identified by others as, demons. When the
Monkey King made his legendary Journey to the West, most of the monsters he subdued with
the help of (the ex-demons) Pigsy and Sandy did not die, but instead converted to Buddhism
and got themselves jobs in the pantheon — or else returned to jobs from which they had turned
truant! The Devas and Æsir, who have drafted the occasional asura or frost giant into their
ranks, understand the value of a redeemed foe, but the breadth of the Shen’s mercy towards
even repeat practitioners of Titanomachy is baffling to them at best, evidence of treachery at
worst. The easiest way to sum up the Shen attitude towards Titans is, as with many Shen
foibles, by analogy with mortal China: “gui” is to “Shen” as “barbarian” is to “Chinese.”
Greatest Weakness
The Shen’s greatest weakness is that there are too goddamn many of them. China’s billions of
human inhabitants frequently become tutelary or ancestral Shen upon their death. Maintaining
the chain of command and communication between literally billions of Shen is a nightmare even
for the World’s oldest and most experienced bureaucracy. Setbacks other bureaucracies would
find unconscionable — such as previously subjugated titans, or entire disgruntled administrative
departments, going rogue and becoming cannibal chieftains on some mountain or other — are
an everyday kind of problem around here. Shen Scions, expect to be regularly drafted into
solving any number of problems considered “beneath Heaven’s notice” (read: someone fucked
up somewhere and they’re trying to play it like they planned it this way).
We have come to illustrate this cycle with two interlocked comma shapes, one black and one
white, each with an eye of the opposing color. Yin is feminine, receptive, dark, expansive, and
sinister. Yang is masculine, active, bright, focused, and positive. But in its eye, each energy
carries its opposite’s seed. Their complementary waxing and waning is the motion of the sine
wave, the circuit of the moon and sun, the rotation of the earth and the cycle of time.
A Yin-aspected individual is subtle, gentle, patient. Yin is the therapist’s question, the jointlock
that counters the punch, the poem uninterpreted, the sea at night. Yin is associated with the
elements of metal and water. At best, yin is sensitive, caring, and adaptable. At worst, yin is
sinister, dishonest, and ruthless.
A Yang-aspected individual is bold, powerful, charismatic. Yang is the leaping flame, the
demagogue’s oratory, the painted emblem on the shield. Yang is associated with the elements
of wood and fire. At best, yang is strong, hopeful, and vibrant. At worst, yang is inflexible, loud,
and angry.
In the old days, each Shen occupied a specific place on the spectrum of yin to yang. The Yellow
Emperor, for example, represented the earth element, the center, the axis, a balance between
the two forces. You stayed in your lane, you performed your duties as handed down to you, and
the seasons kept turning. Scions, though, have it harder. You live in the World amongst the Ten
Thousand Things, the complex manifestation of that seemingly simple interplay between light
and dark. Every action you take is deep with meaning in both yin and yang tendencies, and you
yourself probably sway naturally from one side to the other. Yet your superiors expect you to
bring balance to heaven and earth.
Signature Purview: Tianming. The Shen order Heaven, Hell, and the World through a great
celestial bureaucracy. At its head is the Jade Emperor, and from him all power flows downward
in the form of positions and titles, privileges and responsibilities: the tianming, or mandate of
heaven. This Purview holds sway over the hierarchy of the heavens as well as all mortal
bureaucracies, which are seen as Worldly extensions or reflections of the celestial model.