During his long years, he only kept looking outside the island, looking for the small boat breaking through the waves. And I am like a warrior who came across the sea, carrying a sword and cutting through the stormy waves just to rescue my beloved princess. I could even see my waving hands and burning hope reflected in his eyes.
Later I realized that when I took the boat and sailed towards the hell island that had been burned beyond recognition by the flames of desire, there was no princess waiting for a miracle, only the evil dragon who wanted to perish with me.
We fought in the firelight, fighting like a dance, the more we were injured, the more proud we became, until our swords were broken, our claws were shattered, and our breath was dying——
There is no recovery.
My name is Shen Ru, but who am I?