Chronicles of the Human Emperor’s War

The human realm stretches beneath the heavens, its narrow paths crisscrossing. Fields divided like a chessboard, people as small as ants. Shi Dongming never imagined that after a mere thousand years of sleep, the land would once again be engulfed in the smoke and flames of war. Nor did he imagine that, after a thousand years, the calamity of world destruction would once again descend upon the human realm. Shi Dongming gazed at the mountains, rivers, and earth, and smiled serenely. The Hundred Schools of Thought: the Military, Legalist, and Yin-Yang schools; the Confucians, Daoists, Agriculturalists, Mohists... Though a thousand years have passed, as long as I say nothing, who dares to roam the world unchecked?