I Forge an Immortal Path for All the Heavens

An orphan scrapes by, struggling to survive. Alone on the road ahead, he marches toward the throne of the world.

With no one before him and no one to follow, he lets out a soft sigh the moment he takes his seat upon the world's throne.

He has no family or friends left; all his companions are gone. Everything that came before was merely a prologue. The departed are like flowing water. With only a lonely shadow and a solitary lamp for company, who is there to keep him company?