There are no deified sons of destiny here, only souls burned by power.
From the emperor who swept across the world to the last king who died for his country with his hair disheveled, from the ambition growing in the palace to the trembling hidden in the history books——
They carve mountains and rivers with their swords and feed the dynasty with their blood, but in the shadow of the Nine Palaces, they live as the loneliest prisoners in the world.
"Come and see my kingdom,
See how this crown cuts out flesh and blood,
Look at the lonely man,
How can one be regarded as an emperor through the ages! "
Very nice novel