Ppjj13y (Author)

The Frontier on the Winter Solstice. Cold winds whip over corpses strewn about the battlefields. Here upon this frozen soil, at the border between two warring nations, a young general and an even younger emperor meet.

Three years ago, the sky over the imperial capital bloomed with ten thousand fireworks. Three years ago, the waters of the River Li flowed sleepy and gentle. Three years ago, three years ago, three years ago… Now, the gates of the Imperial Palace remain wide open at night. Now, the songs of soul summoning rise…