The Great Sheng Dynasty, with all nations bowing before it.
In the twelfth year of the Li Xuan era, its young emperor, who had conquered all nations, suddenly developed insomnia. His moods became unpredictable, and he turned into a tyrant who took pleasure in killing.
Everyone at court lived in fear and anxiety. Countless famous doctors came to the capital, only to lose their heads.
Fu Yanqi was a formidable emperor, but not a good person. He saw all living things as insignificant and held absolute power over life and death.
But lately, a shadow kept appearing in his dreams, wrapping around him and tearing at his heart, making him suffocate and keeping him from sleeping.
The ministers said he was possessed by a demon. They summoned countless shamans and sorcerers, but those fools were utterly useless and only made him more irritable.
Late at night, at Huaqing Palace, blood splattered the curtains. Fu Yanqi's eyes glowed red. His collar hung open, his face was spattered with blood, and the long sword in his hand still dripped with it. He looked like a demon straight out of hell.
That was the first time Bai Cenxi saw him. Terror slowly spread through his watery eyes.
He had been on his way to class when, somehow, he suddenly fell into this place. The smell of blood all around him, mixed with the fear, made him want to vomit.
Bai Cenxi clutched the strap of his backpack, trembling as he looked at the tall demon. "D-don't kill me... Please..."
Fu Yanqi turned his head to look at the handsome, pitiful man kneeling on the floor. The maddening irritation in his heart slowly faded.
He walked up to Bai Cenxi and raised his chin with his sword, looking into his frightened eyes. "Have you come to save me, or to kill me...?"
Theme: Love all people
