[A forbidden love song written in blood, a desperate epic of sacrifice to God]
False gods, true sacrifices.
In the Dayan Dynasty, Jingci was the supreme "Void Moon Divine Lord", accepting the incense from all people on the golden throne. However, this supreme glory was a complete lie - he was just a puppet carefully cultivated by the imperial court, a mortal imprisoned under a gorgeous divine robe.
Yan Zhibai, a humble scribe in Si Tianjian, is the only lone traveler in this huge scam who can clearly see the truth. In the cold archive documents, he glimpsed the cold mechanism behind the divine power, but he also lost his heart in the fragility of the puppet god looking at the world.
"What I love has never been God."
From the careful exchanges of pen and ink to the intertwined body temperature in despair, they steal the real temperature in the prosperous age of hypocrisy. However, when Jingci decided to break free from the prison and run for freedom, what awaited them was not a new life, but the ruthless crushing of the entire dynasty machine.
The statues of gods were torn down and their thrones erased.
Jing Ci, as a "god", was subjected to the most cruel "human punishment".
From then on, the only meaning of Yan Zhibai's life was to write letters that would never be answered. Pen and ink are his shackles, and memories are his prison. When the last stroke was written, he walked towards Hanjiang carrying this "Book of Sacrifice to Gods" soaked in blood and tears.
He was not going to die for God, but to have a human appointment with his lover.
Purpose: love and freedom