A slow-burn story, not a wish-fulfillment power fantasy, with no harem.
The protagonist was tricked by the System. No, wait, she isn't the System.
He just wants to hold on to a lot of things.
One man, one sword, one martial world; one star, one moon, one vast sky. The sword's light shines on the night of the martial world, while stars and moon gleam in the heights of the heavens.
Half-awake, half-drunk, half a life adrift. With sword in hand, I roam the world as I please, drunk as I watch life's dreams unfold.
The martial world is full of perils and hardships, its journeys filled with heroic dreams.
The sword rises, grudges dance in the wind, and karma turns in the martial world.
😏 😏 I haven't seen the glory of the heroine yet