Crimson Silk, a Thousand Tassels

At sixteen, he lost his family and home. Born a commoner, why should he be the one to bring chaos to the world?

A hero's descendant, with a mysterious past. He fled in confusion for a time, but in the end rose from the ashes like a phoenix.

If I never loved him, why does his face come to mind when I'm lonely?

If I never hated him, how could I know the helplessness of acting against my heart?

Ten years of searching, all because of a promise.

Three unexpected meetings, and our fate had long been sealed across three lifetimes.

If I can't meet you, what good would another five hundred years do?

I will follow my heart. After I die, let the floodwaters swallow the sky for all I care.