The Water Margin in America

(Water Margin: The American Edition)

North America’s Timely Rain, California’s Guardian of Justice.

One hundred and eight demon stars gather on Capitol Hill.

The tide rolls in on the West Coast; only today do I know who I am.

If one day I can seize the White House, I’ll dare to laugh at the emperor and call him no man!

In the Age of Spiritual Energy ten thousand years ago, a cultivator led 108 fellow disciples in rebellion, determined to end the chaos. They fought until their bodies perished and their Dao vanished.

Ten thousand years later, in the Age of the End of Dharma, he transmigrates to America and is reborn in the body of a “high-class Chinese” who died after his divorce pushed him over the kill line.

He walks through the snowy streets of New York. To his right, there’s merrymaking and celebration; to his left, starving corpses huddle in the streets, wrapped in snow for clothes.

Just so:

The winter winds blow through Silicon Valley at night; the kill line tolls, and the immortal returns.

A thousand sins upon Mount Christ; Heaven’s brother may regret it, but I do not!

He says, “The American emperor is incompetent, and his court is full of treacherous ministers, leaving the people in misery. One hundred and eight is a fine number. I’ll put together another group!”

Presenting: The Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Demon Lord and His 108 Little American Demon Lords