Across the entire city, only A Jin has no name and no record of his fate.
The Starwatch Observatory cannot calculate his path, and the curses of the ancient gods inexplicably fail whenever they touch him.
He had been scraping by in a blacksmith’s shop, but the old blacksmith’s death shattered his peaceful life for good.
A dead man began reciting forbidden ancient godly incantations. A heavy snowfall blanketed the city overnight, and the dead crowded the outskirts of Northern Frontier City. The Prison-Suppressing Bureau launched a citywide manhunt.
Princes, sects, and the ancient gods of the Outer Black Sea all set their sights on this “loophole in fate,” hoping either to recruit him for sacrifice or to eliminate him completely.
They all underestimated an ordinary man who refused to be manipulated by the gods.
When A Jin finally stood before the gods, wielding flames that could burn the heavens, he asked just one question:
“If the gods decide the laws of heaven and earth, why can’t we mortals defy heaven and stand on our own?”
