Yun Shuwan had served as a Holy Maiden for thousands of years.
She believed the Heavenly Dao was impartial, the gods compassionate, and that every suffering in the world would eventually find its end.
She kept the sacred precepts, held compassion in her heart, cherished every blade of grass and tree, and protected all living beings, offering up her whole heart.
In the end, all she got in return was a long-planned human sacrifice.
Blood stained the altar, her jade bones shattered, and her faith crumbled in an instant.
At the brink of death, she glimpsed a lie the Heavenly Dao had maintained for countless millennia:
Fate was a cage;
the so-called righteous and wicked were shackles;
and the peace of all living beings was nothing but a pretext for the gods to harvest their fortune.
The [Heavenly Rules Error-Correction System] bound itself to her at once.
Injustice in the world was an error; tragedies of fate were errors; and the Heavenly Dao's double standards were the greatest error of all time.
So she abandoned her identity as a Holy Maiden and severed her obsession with the gods.
She journeyed through the Three Realms, correcting the heavenly laws and saving those ground down by fate.
With a pen that could defy destiny in hand, she neither slaughtered cities nor thirsted for blood.
She only cut through hypocrisy, broke shackles, and returned freedom to the world.
Though the Heavenly Dao had forsaken her and the gods betrayed her,
she still loved these vast lands and the warmth of ordinary human life.
Clouds drifted, night fell.
As the old heavens collapsed and a new order began,
she walked against the wind and snow, becoming the Three Realms' sole salvation and moonlight.
