He aims for the peak, his name synonymous with battle. He is a martial prodigy found once in ten thousand! He turns an enemy's methods against them. He is the uncrowned king who commands the world! The sacred hall where he should have been deified became a slaughterhouse of conspiracies. So all my passion and loyalty were merely a cloak for the ambitions of others! With my glory gone and my soul adrift, beyond the mountains lie more mountains, and beyond the towers lie more towers. Reborn in another body, my heroic spirit takes shape anew. Amid the cries of the Vermilion Bird, I seek answers and vengeance. After enduring countless trials and surviving when all seemed lost, I return with an army of a million. I had no desire to become a god, but you forced my hand. You will repay every debt you owe!
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