Xiaowu's Travel Diary

[I am preparing for the public examination + graduation thesis, so I can only finish the next chapter before writing this book, and this book needs a full-text overhaul, so please be careful when entering the pit, the resume update time is to be determined] My name is Xiaowu. They say that I am an imitation sword of Genji's treasured mustache. But now I am the judge of the government of time in another world, and I am a lonely soul lost in thousands of worlds. But before I first became a sword, I was Minamoto Asahi, who was expected to become the strongest shrine maiden during the Heian Kyo period, and I was the like-minded fiancée of Minamoto Yorimitsu. In order to suppress the evil god that people said, I voluntarily transformed into a blade when I was still young and sacrificed it to the Yamata no Orochi. From then on, I was called "Yagata Crow" by the gods of Takamagahara, and the people of the Genji called me "Xiaowu". I once shuttled among the fragments of the world, touching the traces of time, and the eyes of thousands of worlds focused on me, with redemption, miracles, or obsession, but I just wanted to return to my hometown. #，，，，# #，# #，，，# ※ Ooc ※ ，， ※ ，，，（++＝） ※ ※ +++= ※ ※ ，（，）， ※ ※ cp，，， ※ ，，，，， ※ ，： ， I was once a recognized talent on the ice, until a serious injury turned me into a "former and future star" forever, making the "Olympic dream" a past tense that needs to be carefully hidden. My world is very clear: In Tokyo, I have my close friend Akaashi who I have known since childhood and have clear boundaries; in the Sanada Dojo, I have Sanada, my swordsman friend who grew up together; in the rehabilitation room of the hospital, I met Yukimura, the fighter who made me put aside my arrogance and admire me deeply; and of course, my only friend outside school, Rein Shigeta. When the road of life took a turn for the worse, a game called "Rhythm of Cause and Effect" became my last refuge. I was addicted to manipulating history, looking for short-term solace. Therefore, when an organization calling itself the "Government of Time" came knocking on my doorstep and thrust me into the position of "God Examiner," I just felt ridiculous. And when I pushed open the main door of Honmaru, I saw the group of men with swords—Hashiquiri, Tenkomaru... They looked at me as if they had known me for thousands of years. Pride made me sneer: How could a loser who couldn't even control his own body be one of those legends who conquered the country? My sensitivity made me get into trouble: what they saw through me was just pieces of false data, a perfect phantom that I had played. I responded with indifference, arrogantly feeling that they were blind and could not distinguish between phantoms and real people. I am sensitive and suspicious, and ask myself every night whether I am worthy of this love that spans thousands of years. Until one day, Mikazuki Munechika gently pushed the tea cup in front of me and asked with a smile: "Why don't you want to believe that your own existence is worthy of being loved by everyone in the world?" ※ Adhere to the principle of one trial, one pill ※ All review background, everyone loves my heroine ※ The copywriting is in the first person, the main text is in the third person ※ Add when you think of it or write it down "As a son of ghosts and gods, I just want to play tennis" is being serialized next door. The following is the text: What does it feel like to be abandoned so easily by a blood relative? Kirishima Masaki is the most qualified to answer. Fortunately, the Great Onmyoji, known as the "White Fox Master" thousands of years ago, gave him a new home, and the scorching sun-like young tame Ran Byodoin guided him. But as a genius who learns everything quickly, Kirishima Masaki has long been troubled by a deeper emptiness: because the process of standing at the top of any field is too simple, so that the "top" itself loses meaning. Until Byodoin was introduced to the road of tennis by a young boy, this sport became different depending on the person: there were fellow travelers who walked side by side with him, and there were even more challenges that made his heart beat. In the finals of the national competition, he met Tatsumi's "Son of God" - his destined opponent. In order to win, he broke through the taboos in his body. As a result, he was dragged into the Warring States period five hundred years ago by a magic sword, revealing his shocking destiny as the son of ghosts and gods. After regaining his healthy demon body and possessing unfathomable strength, everyone in the U-17 training camp was in awe of the absolute strength of the No. 1, But no one had a glimpse of the reality hidden in the body of the gentle freshman. The stage of the World Championship has slowly begun, and a battle that no longer needs to be concealed is about to begin. ※ Partially group portrait growth, the protagonist is a micro-group pet, the main line is tennis competition and self-reconciliation, focusing on depicting the bond between the protagonist and the tame, adoptive father and companions ※ Kirishima Masaki's strength growth curve: Early stage ≈ Yukimura, after awakening his strength is unfathomable ※ From Byodoin to the graduation of the protagonist, Makinofuji achieved four consecutive national championships, and Rikkai became the overlord of Kanto, the national runner-up and champion (the protagonist was in the third grade of junior high school, and the protagonist was reported to be disqualified due to Seigaku's substitute inspection when he was a freshman in high school, and Makinofuji was the runner-up that year) ※ The protagonist defeated Yukimura in the national competition, but Yukimura's illness will be discovered in advance and successfully cured (Yukimura Kunii) ※ Contains Yueshou, Jundu and other deputy CPs (the plot does not account for much), the ending is that Sha Ling is broken up, and Quan Wei lives in modern times ※ The setting of Shuten and Ibaraki is based on Japanese mythology and has a large number of private settings. The timeline has been changed. ※ Please do not over-examine this article, I wish you a happy reading Intention: People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but if you look to the end of the world, you won't see home. ——Li Gou's "Homesickness"