Eastern fantasy + Western gods + xianxia + a touch of Republican-era style + sects + the supernatural + a slight historical bent + somewhat stream-of-consciousness, a little nonsensical, fictional fan fiction, with 3 main storylines and N strands of backstory plus extras. This is a complicated mix, so beware!
A beautiful, white-haired albino princess of the dynasty, 1 x an icy, aloof goddess in men's clothing, 0
A gentle, scheming, witty male ruler of a realm, 1 x a tragic, proud, cursed, eerie king, 0
A sharp-tongued but kind-hearted female ruler of a realm, 1 x a seemingly fierce but actually gentle male healer, 0
With purple as paper and territory as glory, beneath the crown lies a decaying curse. I am also my own puppet, with no other understanding, yet I keep dreaming of this so-called "slaying of the gods," and of reality...
First, nothing comes to an end; second, I will not be king; third, I will not be entangled by beauty. Yet by the fourth step, everything is already scattered before my eyes...
The disorder of space leaves me weightless, yet I yearn for the inverted tolling of the bells, for everything to be restored...
To see it once more would be worth it...
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