Paradise Lost: The Crown of Mortal and God

(Somewhat dark, no female lead, slow burn)

In this forsaken wasteland, amid chapters of the past, why do all beings weep? And what leaves you so despondent?

Utter sorrow, utter joy, peace. Hear the echoes of all living things, and play the stirring music of life.

Be they ordinary or divine, all seek a paradise of self-redemption and a passage to the far shore of the past.

My name is Li Ji, a selfish man who lives by the creed, “In this life, I serve only myself.” When I thought paradise marked the end of this battle, I was told it was only the beginning of everything.

The clamor of fate rises once more. Beneath the radiance of paradise, all I see is an elaborate farce. If fate is nothing but a cruel joke, what is there left to hope for?

The ordinary crawl, the wise dance, and the buried speak their final song

In this life, I serve only myself; all things may be sacrificed.

I tread over the bones of all creation; alone, I claim the summit.

Fools weep in the abyss; the wise dance at the feast.

Fate's clamor rises; a lonely shadow stands alone.