With withered wood for a blade, I cut down mighty foes. A gale rises from the earth and sweeps across ten thousand miles. I move mountains, overturn seas, and sever the starry river. One sword brings it all to an end.
The dreams of my childhood now live only in the pages of a book: to be a hero, and to roam free as an immortal.
This isn't one person's story, and the pacing may be rather fast.
