He was never a hero, nor did he intend to become one. But after returning to the martial world, he found danger at every turn and schemes of every kind blurring together.
With no other choice, he transformed into a player moving the pieces on the board. Bloodshed filled every day, and human lives were as easy to pluck as blades of grass!
Why watch a romantic tale of love and beauty when you can enjoy the Seven-Character-Regulated Verse's demonic music?
I'm putting this on hiatus for a while so I can revise it. Hehehe. The beginning may not read smoothly from start to finish, but I'll fix it as soon as I can!
