Demon Lord of the Cold Moon

She descended the mountain carrying out her master’s final wish

and wandered through the martial world.

Her master’s death

left her without a purpose in life.

But then he appeared.

Before she knew it,

he had become her new hope.

I wrote the manuscript sometime between my second and third years of middle school. Back then, I was obsessed with wuxia for a long time, and I was always reading romance novels and listening to storytelling performances, so all of those things had a big influence on what I wrote.

I always thought I’d lost these manuscripts, but when I went home this time to look for something else, I stumbled across them. My little brother had actually kept them for me. Hehe, I was really touched. Thanks, little brother.

Since I wrote this a long time ago, it’s inevitably going to be unfinished. It’s probably around forty or fifty thousand words. I’m writing ghost stories now, and I’ve lost the feeling I had back then, so once I finish typing up the manuscript, I’ll call it a day. In other words, this is an abandoned project.

In my third year of middle school, I was busy preparing for the high school entrance exams. I really wanted to write, but I held myself back and made myself focus on studying. My grades turned out pretty well, but I lost the urge to write. And so it sat for ten years.

Since I wrote this in middle school (probably around 1997 or 1998; I can’t remember exactly), it’s bound to be childish, and there are bound to be some cringe-worthy parts. I’ve only corrected typos and otherwise typed it up almost exactly as it was. Please bear with me. If you really can’t get through it, feel free to drop it. Go ahead and throw bricks at me.

I just want to keep all my manuscripts here. I don’t have any other reason.

I’ve finished typing up the handwritten manuscript, so that’s the end of it. The whole thing is about forty or fifty thousand words. Just so you know, it’s definitely unfinished!