(New writer + multiple heroines + mythology + fiery action + multiple worlds + stories centered on a wide cast of characters)
Disasters and human-caused tragedies happen at every moment. Earthquakes and tsunamis, natural calamities beyond humanity's power to stop, destroy one place after another. And in their wake, pairs of crimson eyes, unknown to all, quietly open. It is the final song of a world.
“Who knows when disaster might strike us? The world is like a pool of clear water, while disasters are filth. Once one spot is polluted, it is only a matter of time before the contamination spreads through the water.
What Rome? It's nothing but a fantasy dreamed up by the poor. What gods? Nothing but the narrow-minded view of the weak. What fate? Nothing but the lament of life...”
“I was not born in Rome, nor have I ever seen the road that leads there. So I'll build Rome myself, a world that people will sing of for ages to come.”
I always like to think about things that don't matter, though it never does any good.
So, since I really do have the ability, I'll face them head-on.
What can you do if you're born in an age like this, an orphan with no education, no skills, and no experience?
Maybe I'm just daydreaming. I should wash up and go to bed. Anything is possible in a dream, even the most far-fetched things.
My Chinese is not good, so it is difficult to make an evaluation...