This is a memory pieced together from whispers and rumors, a past event that does not even exist in legend.
Write them down because they are about red—the red of blood, the red of fire, the burning, ideal red. A red that will never fade.
But I hope people who accidentally saw it will remember that this is just a collection of stories written in the notes of a troubled young man to amuse himself. Calling it "pseudo-history" is an overstatement. Since this story is recorded in the form of a legend, it might as well just call it a "pseudo-legend."
After all, what I hope to record is just some red past events that have nothing to do with Fengyue.
——"Bai Er's Notes"