A novelist I admire once wrote this in his novel:
People cannot live as they wish - stories of struggles with anger and sighs, and stories of people who are determined to risk this reality.
The time when I wrote this biography was the fourteenth year of the Greek calendar, and thirty years had passed since that incident. I am just a novelist, I don't have the spirit that a hero should have, and my writing style is not satisfactory. However, if I can't record the amazing and admirable stories of all kinds of people who defy fate, I feel like something is missing in life.
At this time, the rule of the Xino Royal Family has ended, the "chain" has been repaired, the Queen of the North's army guards the vast wilderness, and the history of the Blood Clan no longer exists. In that incident, I was the only one who knew the truth. I thought, if I let those untrue legends obliterate the heroes, wouldn't I become a sinner of history?
So, I started writing, hoping that future generations could see not only the distortion of human minds, but also the light of their souls.
The night of March 14th was slightly cold.
——Nosbill Gates