After losing everything, Chi Wei meets an old flame on the road to becoming a war god again.
Wait, why is his old flame a male ghost?
When natural and human disasters, ghosts, beasts, demons, and monsters shake the Three Realms,
when swords have no eyes, human hearts are treacherous, and the gods are nowhere to be found,
how can we lament lives that begin at dawn and end by dusk, the waxing and waning of the moon, and flowers scattered by the wind?
Only when the rivers and skies become a barrier between us, and life and death stand before our eyes,
do we learn that everything has a price when it reaches its end.
One day, he is meat on a chopping board, waiting for the blade at his neck to fall;
One day, he suddenly gains the Dao, greeted by warmth from every direction.
One day, he is born with a sin, its stain passing through flesh, blood, and heart;
One day, he devours a ghost, and countless evils become a valley of rivers.
One day, they meet again on the shore; one evening, only the last shadows of sunset remain;
One thought stirs love in ghosts and gods; one severed bond leaves resentment hard to dispel;
One kiss makes flowers bloom in the heart; one slash leaves desire and hatred lingering.
[Brooding, gentle male ghost bottom x Arrogant, clear-eyed, fierce top]
[One-on-one, male-male romance, both sexually inexperienced]
Chi Wei x Xi Ji (Ji is pronounced the same as Ji)
A whole list of warnings!!!
Lots of plot, and the romance is strange.
Amnesia trope; the bottom is partially blind.
The bottom is no saint.
Also, lots of the setting is made up.
The top's point of view.
Please don't judge the author by the characters' values or actions.
Written at a snail's pace.
Theme: Selfhood
