On a stormy night, at a newly discovered sacrificial pit in Sanxingdui, I pressed a symbol and awakened my ancestral aperture. From then on, I could “see” the energy fields surrounding all things.
When the ancient ferocious beast Qiongqi tore through a rift and appeared, I realized my father hadn’t been raving after all. The series of strange letters he left behind also made it clear that the Classic of Mountains and Seas was no myth. It was a final message left to us by the previous era.
And I was the only one those letters were addressed to.
