Chen Jingyuan and Li Yunhe were once two utterly ordinary young men in the city, until fate placed the warmth of a swaddled infant in their arms. From then on, a ray of light split open their mundane lives, and they plunged into a hidden undertow.
When supernatural powers sparked to life at Chen Jingyuan’s fingertips, he thought he could finally build a safe haven for the child. But those lurking in the shadows never play fair: they don’t want power itself. They want to exploit a child’s vulnerability to force him to hand over the key to controlling fate.
If his powers fail to break through, the little one in his arms could become a blade aimed at his heart. Rumors fall like cold rain, but they cannot quench the fierce devotion burning in their eyes.
Some stand by their side, while others turn away for profit. Even with cracks in their trust, they still hold tightly to each other’s hands, because what they carry on their shoulders is a responsibility heavier than life itself.
Every time they drive back the darkness, the child sinks deeper into the vortex. But the arms wrapped around the little one never waver.
Love is instinct, and it is armor.
Caught between raising a child and fighting their enemies, they carve out a way to survive with their own flesh and blood. They seek no dominion over the world of supernatural powers, only to tell the world: Some things are worth protecting so deeply that even fate must yield.
