He ruled over ten billion beings in Purgatory and commanded countless planes across the void. He was a legend standing at the very peak. As time swept across the sea of stars, the legend faded. Was the figure standing atop the mountain peak lonely, or resigned? And what sorrow lay behind the beauty in his arms? With one dance, she shattered the boundless void, and red Lingxu flowers bloomed across nothingness. She turned death into a beautiful ice peak. As love, like sugar, dyed the starlight, the Lingxu flowers and the ice peak intertwined. A lone red silhouette gazed into the distance, her bewitching eyes filled with longing, or grief and resentment. Two people, both living in solitude. He held the Nine Netherworlds in his grasp and looked down on the mighty planes. She danced beneath the heavens, and the Lingxu Sea grieved with the world. When the cold current collided with the ice peak, all the entanglements of the world came down to a single word spoken long ago.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
