Synopsis One: “Odin, Nidhogg, the immortal World Tree... They all have counterparts in Norse mythology.” Late at night, Gudrian and Manstein chatted by the library window.
“But I’ve read that ancient Chinese culture has legends about dragons too! Why have I never seen one?”
“And yet there are plenty of Hybrids from China at the school!” Manstein found this deeply puzzling.
Just one wall away, Lu Mingfei was crouched in the corner, eavesdropping. He broke into a grin and strode toward the cafeteria.
“Looks like those two old men haven’t seen much of the world!” He remembered the dragon in the Three Gorges, churning up ten-thousand-meter waves beneath the water and stirring storms across the heavens.
Synopsis Two: “Isn’t fate something you’re born to defeat?”
“You’re the one who taught me that.” Lu Mingfei laughed as he turned, knife in hand, and walked into the rain. He knew someone was waiting for him beneath the Red Well.
“If you still have the strength to fight, don’t wait until you regret it to start.”
“That was the first thing I thought of that afternoon, when you came to pick me up.” With that, Chu Zihang drew Murasame from its sheath. Man and blade headed for the rain-lashed battlefield. That day, he celebrated his true fifteenth birthday.
This is a story about a bunch of dead kids, and about how they save one another.
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Very good book