The Crow's Feathers, the White Rose's Rarity

--The night he stole my life, the gun at my temple had been adorned with the last flower of chastity meant for me.

BL / Cyberpunk tragedy / Identity paradox

At the top of the class ladder in a futuristic city sits Jin Tingyue, the "new god" who wields the power over the weather.

Meanwhile, Mu Chenqi, a contamination cleanup worker struggling to survive in the wasteland below, has a face exactly like his own--

A life stolen twenty years ago, blood ties erased, a genetic insignia altered.

When Mu Chenqi crashes a banquet in the clouds of the elite with a forged identity chip,

then lifts a champagne glass with radiation dust still on his fingers and clinks it against the glass of that noble "self"--

Jin Tingyue smiles, elegant as a blade. "Congratulations. The counterfeit has finally met the original."

But he doesn't know that what Mu Chenqi stole was neither wealth nor power, but the only proof that he had ever truly existed.

Their childhood in the slums, where they clung to each other to survive; the benefactor they shared, who died on a night of blizzards;

and... the redemption they once passed by on the same road.

One believed he had been abandoned. The other believed he had been betrayed.

The final battle unfolds in the Genetic Tribunal. Mu Chenqi holds the detonator that can destroy both their genetic codes and smiles.

"You're right. The counterfeit will eventually return to dust. But the original... why should he have to live a lie?"

Their genetic match is 99.8 percent. They are destined to be unable to coexist in the same temporal order.

--

Please don't hate the characters. You can dislike me.

Core theme: Dust