Gazing over an ancient battlefield, the eye takes in mountains and rivers stretching into the distance, yet the broken halberds and shattered spears are nowhere to be seen. No yellow sands swirl with dancing bones. Only a ruined city wall stands alone, its surface mottled with rust. Dried blood trails across it. Along that blood lies a spear, pinning a man in place. The surroundings should be silent, lifeless, and filled with endless bones, yet faint echoes seem to drift through the air.
Who am I? I have many names. I have traveled far, loved and hated, and gradually forgotten what I once looked like. But there are things I have never dared forget: to establish a conscience for Heaven and Earth, secure a destiny for the people, carry on the lost teachings of the past sages, and bring peace to all generations.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
