Cong grew up in the snowfield. Loneliness squeezed survival into the only meaning of his life. He thought that he was free and that it was his destiny to spend his whole life hunting in the vast snowfield.
But the gods favored him so much that he was redeemed and educated in hopeless death, and found true free will...
(Writing code is crazy, write something free to slow down your brain)
Concept: freedom and passion