Legend of Dota Kaguya

The Demonic Blade blooms in its fallen glory The sword of fate sleeps in the endless frost The call from the holy pool guides the faltering king The figure who pulled out the magic sword is firm yet hesitant Frost and snow condensed tears on the cold face mist like tide Slowly dyeing the ends of the hair black A head full of silver hair and eyes full of frost Cursed fate calls to the lord of death The enemy's sword is my medicine Thousands of years later, he is still a lonely king. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.