This is a story with neither a beginning nor an ending.
The sorrow and suffering of darkness are also a kind of release; the love and joy of light are also a kind of concealment. Sorrow and joy intertwine, darkness and light connect, and the cycle never ends. Power, love, friendship, family, and bonds that cannot be broken.
Is it release, or concealment? Hesitation, uncertainty, rashness, decisiveness, a cry of anguish. Lies or truth? Hurt again and again, cry out again and again. How can one break free from the fate of this endless cycle?
Fate reigns supreme, and the cycle goes on without end. Pain, joy, happiness, loss, uncertainty... One emotion after another weighs on Chen Zhizun. What is this? The cycle of fate, or a mission?
In this story with neither a beginning nor an ending, he draws closer to the truth, step by step.
"This isn't my fault! If anyone's to blame, it's the world. I'll overturn it and cut short this endless cycle. I'll become the supreme king!"
But am I really a king?
