The Lonely Sword Immortal

He once hoped to lay down the bloodied sword in his hand and take the hand of the woman he loved. He once hoped to flee the troubles of the mortal world and drink alone on a desolate mountain cliff. But born in troubled times, he had no choice but to raise his sword and kill! Corpses piled like mountains, rivers ran red with blood. So what? Kill!

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