The historians’ careful brushstrokes decide whether I live or die. They say I brought down a kingdom, call me a temptress, and sentence me to sacrifice. I, Yan Wudu, will rebuild this land right here on the altar.
She is the demoness of a fallen kingdom.
From the day she was born, the dynasty began to crumble.
The history books call her a temptress, a calamity, a woman meant for sacrifice.
He is a rebel general raised by the imperial court itself.
He commands life and death, cold and merciless,
the “blade of order,”
and the only one with the right to send her to the altar with his own hands.
Everyone believes that
she will be sacrificed, and he will carry out the execution himself.
One will die for the people; the other will wield his blade for the dynasty.
But no one knows
that he has already fallen in love with her.
In the darkness, he rewrites her fate,
dismantling, inch by inch, the path that says “she must die,”
just to keep her alive.
For his sake, she takes up her old power again,
builds a new dynasty, and becomes its empress.
If killing you is the only way for me to live, then I would rather die so you can survive.
If giving you up is the only way to be free, then I will overthrow this regime and build a peaceful golden age for you.
It's beautiful. The male and female protagonists fight against each other.