Let the heart enter the stillness of the underworld; sever dreams and leave the world behind. All forms bring delusion and suffering; no one escapes the net. Seeing me does not mean seeing myself; with no self, there is no demon.
Taiwu: the greater self is no-self. There has never been a surname like this in the world.
Hundreds of years ago, no one was spared the harm caused by the Xiangshu. The world was stricken with misery, and the people were left destitute. Once in a while, someone would discover a way to eradicate the Xiangshu, but that person was frail and plagued by illness, unable to fight the Xiangshu for long. So the masters of the various sects passed on their sects' greatest arts, sparing nothing, until at last the person was reborn and succeeded in driving away the Xiangshu.
Afterward, this person called themself Taiwu, becoming the first ancestor of the Taiwu line.
Taiwu and the masters of the various sects raised a memorial to those who had died and vowed never to pass on their techniques to anyone, not even their own descendants. Only when the Xiangshu remained undefeated and Taiwu was on the verge of death could they seek out an heir and pass on their strange arts and knowledge.
There can only be one Taiwu in the world. The proof of Taiwu's identity is the hilt of the Fuyu Sword, passed down through the generations.
One day, a sword hilt inside a wooden box awoke.
