The Supreme One

Wind and rain sweep across the Warring States. Heroes display their splendid patterns. People cultivate ornate patterns to ascend the road to heaven. Patterns recorded in artifact manuals surpass even yin and yang.

Look to heaven and earth: the tortoise lives long, the tiger rides the wind, the phoenix faces the sun, the dragon loves the sky. The Four Symbols stand united!

From the beginning to eternity, splendor endures. In the days of youth, through wind and rain, who will stand at the summit?

The countless people beneath the heavens are vast in number. The solitary youth takes hesitant steps, yet still presses onward.

Though the world today is riven by turmoil, its stars and heroes, in the end, are scattered and uncoordinated. Peace remains out of reach. Born with a purpose, I issue commands to all beneath the heavens and meet the destiny of all living beings. I look to the ages, unite the Nine Tripod Cauldrons, and stand alone as the ruler. (An alternate-history setting. Any similarities are purely coincidental.)