Humanity awakened worldwide, and everyone could gain an ability through a written character.
Fire and lightning reigned supreme, blades and swords were hailed as sacred, and even the weakest abilities came from characters for tigers, leopards, bears, or wild boars.
Lin Zhu opened his eyes: a mirror.
Everyone in Yunhai City laughed at him.
“It's useless. A beauty-related ability.”
“What future can you see in a mirror?”
He smiled and said nothing.
The campus beauty broke off their engagement in public.
He simply said, “Fine.”
He kept walking straight ahead despite the neighbors' pointing fingers and whispers.
Because no one saw the ancient figure silently coiling within the mirror at the moment he awakened.
Zhulong.
Its eyes opened, and it was day. Its eyes closed, and it was night. A breath brought winter; an exhalation brought summer.
Later, when an exalted being entered the fray, Lin Zhu finally looked up.
“I heard my mirror is useless?”
He closed his eyes.
Eternal night descended, and all things froze.
He opened his eyes.
The sun blazed overhead. The exalted being fell to its knees, questioning everything it knew.
“He said that was a mirror???”
