I Only Write of You, Untouched by Dust

This is an infinite-world novel, not a horror story.

In the first world, he is the famous senior brother.

In the second world, he is the great villain everyone wants dead.

In the third world, he is the revered founding ancestor.

In the fourth world, he is a lowly rickshaw puller in Republican-era China.

In the fifth world, he is a mother in the Kingdom of Women.

In the sixth world, he is a modern superstar.

In the seventh world, he is an utterly ordinary person.

In the eighth world, a futuristic cyberpunk city: you and I are both techies.

In the ninth world, cyberpunk is complete, and machines battle in chaos.

In the tenth world, the dawn of creation.

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