
Douluo: I Return from the End of Time
斗罗:我从时间尽头归来
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 26k Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Audience
- Male
- Subgenre
- Otherworld Continent
- Updated
- 5mo ago
- Source
- Qidian
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Hello, dear readers. I am the author of "Peerless: My True Me". Writing this story, for me, is an attempt that has been brewing for a long time and is full of love and anxiety. The starting point of all this stems from my long-term and deep love for the character "Huo Yuhao". For many days and nights, I have been imagining: If the tragedy that changed everything befell him in a more cruel way; if he lost not only his family, but also the bridge to perceive the world; if his "spiritual eyes" were no longer just martial arts, but became the only beacon for survival in the endless silence... What kind of path would he take? Once this idea takes root, it is difficult to erase. So, with a nervousness that was almost like a pilgrimage, I started writing I tried to carefully explore, while retaining the core of toughness, how Huo Yuhao, who had earlier carried scars and trekked alone in the silent world, would meet everyone in Shrek, and how he would use the double-edged sword of spiritual power to reconnect with this world that was already "silent" to him. His loneliness, his struggle, and every clumsy attempt he made to "touch" the sound and breath with spiritual threads all touched my heart. I know that any reinterpretation of a classic character is a risk. But I still want to write this story and present to you the figure in my heart who opened his eyes in the ashes and moved forward with a sword in absolute silence. If this story can allow you to see a different Huo Yuhao, but at some moments vaguely overlaps with the young man in your memory, and can make you feel the power to emerge from the desperate situation, to me, that is the greatest comfort. Thank you for opening this story and being willing to enter this world composed of silence, coldness, spiritual power and unquenched embers. Looking forward to meeting you in the book.