If life was just like the beginning, how could the princess of the Chenkan tribe be imprisoned by a shackle? Two thousand years of no laughter and no tears, just because the person who was deeply saddened in her heart lost her beauty and age in one day, and her flowers fell and she died without knowing it. She never believed that anything could last forever, except for the loneliness attached to her bones... That humble swordsman wanted to achieve righteousness throughout his life, but he didn't know how much foreshadowing fate had given him. Each other has its own mission. What are you still thinking about?