The aging King of the North, still full of ambition, sought to secure his rear before leading his army into the Central Plains. The ruler of the Central Plains was nearing the end of his life, his princes were useless, and the future looked bleak.
A young man emerged from the mountains with only a few punches and kicks he'd learned. He shattered the calm of the martial world and stirred the conflicts raging across the land.
Rakshasa: In Buddhism, an evil spirit that eats human flesh.
Among the high and mighty in court and the illustrious figures of the martial world, one saying was passed around:
“When ghosts knock at your door in the dead of night, there's no need to trouble the Rakshasa Sect.”
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
