Overlord Crosses the Sea

The water in Wujiang River is colder than in memory. Xiang Yu leaned on his sword and looked around at the forest of Han flags and the faces that were once familiar but were now full of greed and fear. He laughed so loudly that it shook the whole country, and then he cut his sword across his neck. "It's not that I, Xiang Ji, can't conquer the world, it's that God wants to destroy me!" The pain of the sharp blade cutting through the skin was brief but severe, followed by boundless darkness and silence. He felt as if his soul was being drawn into an endless torrent, and countless bizarre fragments rushed towards him - a running steel box, a glass tower towering into the clouds, a scantily clad woman laughing heartily in the neon light... "... Wake up! Sir, are you okay?"