Xiao Yao, a house painter, fell to his death while working.
When he awoke from the darkness, he discovered that he had transmigrated to ancient times.
Though he was the emperor's illegitimate son, having parents was nice enough.
Though he was hunted and nearly killed, having a master was nice enough.
Though his lover abandoned and betrayed him, he got to see the person who had been quietly waiting for him, and that was nice enough.
In his previous life, he had sought freedom. This life would be no different.
But... what is freedom? What does it mean to be free? How can one attain it?
The answer he had once been so certain of quietly changed amid the shifting tides...
A year later, I've picked up my pen again. This is still Xian's first novel. All comments, criticism, and suggestions are welcome. Please be kind!
