Festival of the Two Gods

The raging fire awakened the flames of revenge, and the endless gods and demons sleeping in the long river of time came to the world again. Under the silver moon, surrounded by thick fog, the young man walked slowly with the help of flickering lights. Even if the road ahead is uncertain and bumpy, I can move forward bravely without forgetting who I am. Although this spark is weak, it can still light the way forward. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.