Snow Festival

[Perhaps an outcome with no resolution is the best outcome of all]

This is the story of a young genius's growth. He made a name for himself at twelve, during a succession struggle amid turmoil in the empire. He spent ten years keeping watch over the imperial tombs, was made a prince at twenty-two, and became a general at twenty-three. War made him famous throughout the land, and his name was recorded in the history books. The world knew nothing of the betrayals and heartache he had endured. His journey had brought him gains, but cost him far more. He was the peerlessly gifted and carefree Prince, the divine son who never lost a battle. Yet only he knew that beneath the halo of a god, he was a demon, a murderous spirit from hell. Cold-blooded and ruthless, he alone had given his heart to one woman. He met her when he was twelve, and from that moment on, he remembered her and never forgot. She was eight that year. Yet she was an unfortunate woman, condemned by fate. It had all been destined from the start. Step by step, they came together, going from master and disciple to lovers through turbulent times. They met because of love and parted because of hate. At twenty-four, he ascended the throne and looked down upon all under heaven. Yet there was only one woman in his life. He hated the heavens. He would defy them and change his fate. He did not know when this road would end...