Rebel

All living things are caged Everyone wants to live for themselves. But how many people truly understand that we have been living in a world set for us by others since we were born. The years go by, the war continues, and the entanglement of love and hate is never started by the will of mortals, nor will it end due to anyone's prayers. China Continent, this land soaked in martial arts and fighting, is a huge prison. The people in the cage are either immersed in hard work and trying to break the shackles by force; some are clinging to power and are willing to become pawns in exchange for a chance of survival; or they are drifting with the tide and living in the shadow of swords and swords. We are not gods, and we do not have the power to overturn the world. We can choose the path we take, but we can never determine the outcome of death. When the rules of heaven and earth favor power, when class barriers are as solid as a rock, when everyone around them raises their swords and treats each other with cold eyes. Then, betray this world! Rebel against this established destiny, rebel against this unfair order, rebel against this worldly way of life that treats all living beings as stupid dogs. The night is like ink, covering the vast Hokuriku of China. In the deep mountains and old forests, shadows floated, and the sound of wind passed through the towering ancient trees and turned into sobs, like the whispers of countless unwilling souls. The undercurrent of Tianya Hai Pavilion, the confrontation between the two palaces, the game between the eight aristocratic families, countless gangs fighting each other, a storm sweeping the entire continent has long been brewing silently. At this time, at the edge of the storm, inside an ordinary second-level gang, a soul from another world slowly opened its eyes in a body that was on the verge of being broken.