A Hundred Tales of the Constellations

In the shadowy depths of a valley, green leaves become a lament. A beautiful young man lies unconscious and battered, while a woodcutter, shrouded in a mysterious, sinister aura, sets in motion an encounter full of traps, all under the hand of fate. The sunset's fading light mingles with the mist as wild geese glide across the horizon. This is where the story begins. Amid the surging tide of mortal life and the mighty river's flow, heroes have always been young. But what earth-shaking events will this time bring? Training with no way back, the joy of finding life in a desperate situation, a lucky mistake, waters surging three thousand leagues, burning the boats, and fighting with one's back to the wall. A world of stars unfolds in all its brilliance, quietly steeping in love, hate, anger, and obsession. In the halls of court and temple, schemes and stratagems run a thousand fathoms deep. Across the wilds and rivers of the martial world, the dramas of love and vengeance never end. On this boundless continent, where the world takes countless forms, whose deft hand will turn the clouds and astonish the four seas? Stars scatter across the sky, bearing witness to a thousand years of rise and fall. Sharing laughter and wine, they rekindle their deep brotherhood. They awaken drunk amid the clash of arms, and even in death, they will never forget one another. But why is it that at the sight of her flowerlike smile, his eyes become as clear as a stream? A draft from when I was 15. If I get the chance, I'll finish it. Theme: Making a comeback through self-reliance