The Soul-Forged Armor Stands Outside the Dome City

My name is Qi Xian. I am eighteen years old. I have been wearing a mobile armor called "Forging Soul" and traveling around as a swordsman for two years. I haven't saved a penny so far, and my debts are mounting. I was thinking of changing careers, but only the machete casting industry wanted me. My story begins when the dome was not broken yet, when I was "caught and raped" deep in a muddy alley by my childhood sweetheart whom I hadn't seen for many years. —————— There are eighty-four domed cities that have stood for thousands of years. Under the domes is human paradise, and outside the domes are ruled by wild beasts. The princes of Xia with the holy blood flowing, the Bishop of Ji waiting for the end, the day expedition to open up the world... Hunters, Yuwutang, Holy See Knights, City Guards... Steel is forged with blood, swords are forged with souls, and people wearing mobile armor called "Forged Souls" fight endlessly until the blood is drained. Chronicles+Group Portraits+Machine War+Long Foreshadowing+ Original world view PS: The prologue to the novel is about 50,000 words from the perspective of Qi Xian's father Qi Chengzhi twelve years before the beginning of this article.