This is a spiritual world. The most ruthless yet rational rules of the game: the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.
He stood at the top of that world, arrogant among the heroes. The pure white cloak fluttering in the wind covered his indifference under the moonlit night.
He looked at people with a smile. Behind his smile was a sharp knife.
Somehow, she was destined to be sympathized with by him. Unprecedented in history.
She is special, so she is conceited. She thought she could change him, but in exchange, she ended up like a flower in hell...