[Gu Long Crossover] Twelve Towers, Five Cities

[For now, I don't recommend reading past The Coffin Floating at Sea. The first draft hasn't been revised.]

In the heavens stands a white jade capital, with twelve towers and five cities. An immortal strokes my head, ties my hair, and grants me eternal life.

But you are no immortal.

You are Liuguang.

A living dead who came through the beacon fires of the Pre-Qin era, witnessed the Epang Palace burn, heard the songs of Chu at Gaixia, and wandered alone through the rise and fall of countless dynasties.

Eternal life is real.

You do not age, die, or perish.

And yet...

You feel no warmth, hunger, or taste of life and death.

And yet...

You feel no warmth, hunger, or taste of life and death.

Your heartbeat is as slow as a hibernating snake's. Your blood is cold, and your breathing so faint it seems it might stop at any moment. And yet you were born with a face of breathtaking beauty, pale as fresh snow beneath the moon. When your eyes shift, they seem like a deep pool reflecting blood, so eerie it makes the soul tremble.

You are tired.

Across the long ages, you have watched kingdoms change hands, heroes become bones, and beauties turn to ashes.

This time, you step into the jianghu of Gu Long's stories, not to seek eternity. You already possess the cruelest kind of eternity.

You only want... to feel a little more alive.

A little warmth, a little heartbeat, a bond that can make your undying body hurt again.

Perhaps you'll find it in the men whose names are famed throughout the land.

Core theme: Time is never cruel.