The Qin Emperor pacifies the mountains, the King of Chu builds a Gundam; the Qi kingdom gazes through the dome of the sky, seeking the truth of the world; commoners wield evil swords to slaughter Great Yan! Evil artifacts rule the land, and I stand bewildered in the wind.
Why is the Demon Sect's leader a little girl? And why is there a tsundere Demon King from another world? Director, this isn't the right art style!
Cold eyes and icy words pass by my ears; my sword points to the heavens, shattering the nine skies. Though evil, I am not wicked, yet the world misunderstands; I can only laugh at the desolation of the righteous path. I cleanse the world until it shines bright; those who hate me once feared my name. How can good and evil be judged at a glance? When the paulownia leaves fall, a thousand years of sorrow remain.
I have a completed older book, I Became a Songstress and Must Save the World. Feel free to dig in~
