The Demon Is the Dao

Blood streaks the air, its crimson drops wetting the sacred road to heaven.

To stand alone beneath the heavens is not to transmigrate as a reckless youth.

A hero’s spirit fades amid the clash of blades,

but it is passion that surges defiantly in the heart.

Who will rule the peak after battling Heaven itself?

The devil is the Dao. I alone shall reign supreme among the heroes!

My birth was not up to me,

but once I was born, Heaven could no longer rule me.