[The Way of Literature, Confucian and Martial Paths, Slow Pace, Ensemble Cast] Poetry passed down for a thousand years, prose enduring for ten thousand.
Swaggering version: A scion of a great family, born into privilege and debauchery, reborn through three lifetimes, yet ... a thousand miles from the demons. He unites the Confucian and martial paths, makes his name atop Mo City, and declares that surely no immortals remain in the world.
Regular version: Wang Jue, a university student who should have died and vanished from the world, is reborn by a twist of fate into the Wuliang Prince’s mansion, a great family of the Sui dynasty. As a favored scion of the family, he should have enjoyed a carefree life, but one scheme after another makes him realize that everything has been part of an open conspiracy. Fortunately, this world is blessed with literary fortune: a single breath of eloquence can break through a thousand troops. Through his travels, time and again, he comes to understand the lives of the great poets of his previous life, and gains much from his conversations with them.
[This story is slow-paced and has an ensemble cast, so the protagonist may not be especially powerful, and the supporting characters are fully realized too. The first chapter will put a lot of people off, but that's fine. I'll keep writing, all the way to Li Taibai, Li Changji, Li Yu, Du Zimei, Bai Letian, and Luo Binwang. I'll get to know them through conversation. The story may also touch on history. I don't even know what I'll write yet: the fate of the nation, common folk wandering the streets, poor scholars who toil year after year without ever getting ahead, a man watching his teacher die even though the teacher built a ladder for him to climb toward saving the world, and the death of the heartless rich at the hands of twin blades.][Let's talk more. The author doesn't have any writing experience either.]
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