Rokuro the Divine Soldier

The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and the years rush me as soon as I enter the world. In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, life is a drunken experience. He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.