In that life, I endured the worst suffering in the world, yet remained the lowliest among all living beings. I awoke once more, tasting the bitterness of my past life and understanding the way of this one. I drink my enemies' blood to honor the hardships of my former life.
A crow walks through darkness, rises amid the apocalypse, and builds its path to the Dao across the myriad heavens.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are coincidental. Do not imitate.
