He was born from a blood oath at the end of the world, both hope and monster.
A "Seed of Chaos," carrying the last origins of humanity, dragons, wolves, and elves, fell into the mortal realm amid the cataclysm that destroyed the world and hatched into a baby.
Su Zihuai bore the traits of all four races: silver hair, violet eyes, and an ancient silver bell hanging from his left ear, sealing away his true power. From abandoned child in the wilderness to smiling asura, ten years in a living hell honed the boy who once looked upon the world with kindness into a lone wolf with a gentle facade and a heart of iron.
She was the only light he had ever seen in his gray world.
Lin Zichu was the last surviving descendant of the Lin family of Tianshu City. On the night her family was destroyed, her black hair turned white. Once a bright, chivalrous ray of sunshine, she grew into the "Frostglass Fairy" of Tianyan Sect, a figure revered by all. Beneath her icy exterior lay a warm memory she dared not touch: the misty wilderness, a dilapidated mountain god temple, and a silver-haired, violet-eyed boy.
Ten years later, in Yunzhong Capital.
He entered the sect under an assumed name, gentle and gracious, like a dragon lurking in the depths.
She stood high above the clouds, cold and solitary as frost on a mountain ridge.
A silent silver bell, and a faint chime spanning ten years, heralded their reunion.
But beneath the calm, dark currents churned.
Suspicion and probing within the sect, ancient demonic energy seeping from the Blackwater Marsh, the quiet revival of foreign bloodlines, and beneath that silver bell, the violent power unleashed when one blue and one violet eye opened, a force capable of tearing apart memory and reality...
As the seal loosened, as the heterochromatic eyes appeared, as the buried truth of the world's destruction gradually came to light...
Should he keep hiding, a perfect pretender among the masses?
Or break free of his shackles and become the one he was destined
It can look good