Original War Chronicles

Runes bloom on the fingertips of a raised hand, white bones are stepped on under one's feet, blood drops drop by one thought, the boundary between life and death, how a paranoid boy grows up to become the overlord of the era. Insidious schemes coexist, for me alone, please become cannon fodder, all races coexist, no matter what, I want to be the king of this world, I am the master of the world This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.