Dead Drunk

I want to stand tall and rule over all,

With a wave of my hand, turn the world upside down.

I want every word I speak to become an edict, spread throughout the land,

For my word to be law.

I want streets paved with pearls and palaces built of gold,

And to idly toss crystal wine cups for fun.

I want so much. Who dares call me greedy?

--by Yaji

I'm terrible at writing blurbs. This is a story about a gentle gong and a flamboyant shou climbing together to the pinnacle of life.

The setting for this story was lovingly provided by Xiao Zuo.

To Xiao Zuo: The ideas keep coming, so I have no idea what this story will end up like. Our CP stories are so, so, so self-indulgent when we put ourselves in them! ~\(≧▽≦)/~