The Battle for the Pinnacle of the Literary Dao

On the Continent of Literary Essence, words are power. Those who can read can wield a brush to kill, while those who can write can establish doctrines and become sages. Su Wen was born into poverty. At sixteen, he still couldn't read, and the whole city considered him a good-for-nothing. Then one night, the written words of another civilization, with three thousand years of history, poured into his mind. In that world, words had once created things more magnificent than the gods. From then on, every word he wrote overturned the world's assumptions. As he climbed ever higher, he learned the truth: Literary Essence was not bestowed by heaven. What the great clans had monopolized for generations was not power, but the truth. The source of words is the human will. If that's true, then why should only a select few be allowed to hold the brush? Overthrowing the gods takes a trailblazer, and trailblazers rarely live to see the end. He picked up his brush and wrote the final line, signing his name to a new era in which words belonged to everyone.