The Emperor's Arrival

·▽· Let me vent for a second, okay? Jinjiang, enough already! Why are you asking so many questions when I post a story… ORZ As time moves endlessly onward, it gradually smooths away every trace. Once, those traces had sketched out a shallow destiny with just a few strokes, without much sadness. In the end, they lost their tug-of-war with time. Slowly, they faded, dissolved, and vanished, until they finally said goodbye to this world. If no one noticed them during that long, sorrowful process, they could only be worn away completely by one scrape and polish after another. But in the brief moment his fingertip touched the indented metal, Sawada Tsunayoshi accidentally touched a distant destiny, and at the same time, felt out his own. Entwined and overlapping, endless and unceasing, endless and unceasing. Theme: