Meiji-Era Swordsman Romance

The blood-soaked days of violence have faded into silence, and the world no longer knows the scent of white plum blossoms. My beloved drifted away with the snow, while I, still alive, keep vigil alone over a cross-shaped wound.

In a decaying age when people's hearts had long since rotted, a group of men of noble purpose sought to cut through the thorns of the old era with the blades in their hands.

Yet in the end, the vast majority could only be swept away by the raging tide of the times.

What kind of fate would befall a modern person who transmigrated to that turbulent, unpredictable era?

The answers lie within this book.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.