[A wisp of a remnant soul attached to a lantern, wielding a red lantern to slay the King of Hell]
Beside a quiet river stood a little bamboo hut, with a brand-new grave behind it and an ever-burning lamp nearby. Two young newlyweds in simple clothes bowed to a gravestone and a grave as if they were their elders.
First, they bowed to Heaven and Earth, to share blessings and joys.
Second, they bowed to the two deceased souls before the stone, to share the grave.
Third, they wished to remain happy together throughout this life, sharing the same home.
Thus, they were bound together for a lifetime, through life and death...
[Before reading, I strongly recommend:
Skip straight to Chapter 13, where the storyteller begins.]
[Everything before Chapter 13 is a prelude, a prelude] [Not a System Series] [Long Traditional Fantasy] [Reborn]
[An author who could not possibly be any newer]
[The male lead is invincible, but still has his wits about him]
[Chapters 1, 2, and 3 are a little slow]
In the long river of time that flows from the past to the present, the ripples you make across a particular stretch of history amount to nothing.
But what if you made waves in every era of history? Then you'd create a mighty tide that could affect the entire river of time.
