Kenshi Fan Fiction: the Nameless City

Author, I love you so much. I have always played the game Kenshi alone. I am a person with a strong sense of immersion. I am always immersed in my own story when playing the game, and I can play it for several hours. Author, your insights on this game really impressed me, and your writing style is very good. I really want to join your fan group and discuss this game that I am addicted to.

I didn't expect someone to write about kenshi. Come on, author, please don't be a eunuch.

It was unexpectedly well written, and every character was vivid. Several factions and countries no longer have a clear distinction between good and evil, justice is no longer pure, and the ending shocked me greatly.

Against the odds, the Ronin group was strengthened. A third-rate force that couldn't afford to eat turned into a smuggler of millions of drugs, sold half of the Holy Kingdom, and was able to enter the city to assassinate high-ranking judges. There were countless powerful forces within the Holy Kingdom, and half of the Holy Kingdom absorbed the Paladins without any clues. Four major ninja groups parachuted into the ancestors.

There is actually someone who writes kenshi, and the writing style is pretty good. I must support it.

Come on, author, keep writing.