The swordsman draws his blade. Grass, trees, bamboo, and stone can all kill.
[All things are my sword]
The scholar lifts his brush. Righteous virtue pierces the darkness.
[Create peace for all generations]
The actor sweeps his sleeves. Puppets accompany him onstage and off.
[Would you like to dance, too?]
The chess sage places a piece. Heaven itself becomes the board, as he lays his trap.
[I will surely triumph over Heaven by half a move]
The musician plucks his strings. Heavenly music resounds through the skies.
[Song can drive back the enemy, too]
Jing Zhize: That's right, every single one of those is one of my secret identities ^_^
One day, Jing Zhize, an orphan who had tasted every warmth and cruelty of human nature, obtained the shattered divinity of the God of Deception.
To survive in this dangerous world, Jing Zhize didn't hesitate to use the incomplete divinity. He was determined to repair it and become the next God of Deception.
To achieve his goal while protecting his own frail, delicate self, Jing Zhize thought it over for a long while and decided to create secret identities.
And so, many people noticed that the big shots claiming to belong to the "Fate Guild" and searching for their guildmaster had all gathered around that sickly beauty who got winded after taking three steps.
They cried for him and laughed for him, bowed their heads for him, and put on shackles for him.
Everyone said that Young Master Jing had extraordinary methods. Though he was frail and sickly, like a burden, he could keep powerful people who were as mighty as the gods of legend like fish in a pond. Weren't he afraid that these "sea monsters" might flip the pond one day?
Jing Zhize only wanted to say:
"Life is a play, and it all comes down to acting. It's all in the script!"
Theme: My strongest support is myself
I want to update soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Found the false narcissus (happiness), update soon!