He is a lonely wandering soul in the universe, named Ji Ming. In the void that has no beginning and no end, he passively watched the Chinese civilization unfold and rewind like a scroll, repeating itself for five thousand years. Those beacon fires, tearful eyes and unfinished sighs have left deep marks on his eternal time and space.
Until one day, the invisible shackles suddenly loosened. He is no longer just a spectator, and can finally step into the rolling tide of history. Ji Ming is determined to exchange this involuntary eternity for an active "intervention". He wants to walk towards the sad wind of Changping ruins, into the cold night of Fengbo Pavilion, and to every unforgettable corner in those history books - even if he can only smooth out a wrinkle, he will also light a weak lamp for the passing stars in the eternal night.
