The Mist Theater

The world, long sunk in slumber, is slowly being swallowed by mist...

Some believe it is the last remaining prayers.

Others firmly believe it is silent steam.

The mist is dispelled, while light willingly lies buried.

Holy light falls from the sky.

A hint of ill omen is born.

They cast hateful glances down upon the world.

A sigh sounds, then vanishes without a trace.

The identities of the characters in this novel, "Eastern and Western Gods," differ from the information found online. Hong Bai made a few changes purely for fun, so please don't criticize me.

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