Lu Chen, a poor boy from Kuhe Town, held a wooden sword and guarded the sentry that no one wanted, thinking that the farthest road in his life was the road to the entrance of the town.
Until the monster came and Master Mo Tie took him into a larger world.
He met a girl with pointed ears at the door of the blacksmith shop. She looked at him with eyes that were separated by a layer of water, clear but not transparent.
She is an elf. She shouldn't look at him. He shouldn't chase.
But he gave chase.
She is dead. He pulled her back with more force than he should have.
She came back alive, but not all of them came back.
The lines on his sword were warm, and the vines in the south of the city were half withered and half bright. She tilted her head to listen to something he would never hear.
Someone woke up from the abyss. Walking very slowly. The direction is here.
What does it take to protect someone?
Before he could figure it out, the path had already been chosen for him.
