Why is the first page of history blank?
Because there was a war that was deliberately forgotten.
I was once the most expensive plaything. I learned how to please in the prosperous and glitzy times, but I died from a glass of poisoned wine by my colleagues. When he opened his eyes again, he sank into the darkest source of Chinese civilization - the Xia Dynasty.
Here, the dragon's shadow hovers over the Kyushu, and the flames of ancestors' sacrifices illuminate the shrine. And I am called Zhuang Zhou.
They told me that there is a "empty silence" coming from the sky, trying to devour civilization.
They showed me: the gods of the West measure gains and losses behind the clouds and preserve their strength gracefully.
And the Chinese gods are heading towards the front line destined to be annihilated one by one - their power comes from the smoke of the human world, the blood of words, and the inherited memory. If civilization is damaged, the gods will fall.
Only then did I realize that time travel was not a fluke.
The miscellaneous knowledge I have learned, the falsehoods I have experienced, the mystery of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies" I have understood, and even myself have become a chess piece, and have been staked in this ancient chess game where the fate of the country is at stake.
So, I held up the lantern and walked into the shadows of gods and demons.
With the soul of modernity, we inherit the weight of ancient gods.
Before the real history books are burned,
Write the last name for the victim who should not be forgotten.
There is no record of this war because the survivors chose to remain silent.
And I will sink into the Xia Ruins, refining this residual dream, and keeping vigil for civilization.
