It came to drink the blood of someone from Mohist Hill, but in the end, found nothing. Afterwards, it hid in t…
It came to drink the blood of someone from Mohist Hill, but in the end, found nothing.
Afterwards, it hid in the arms of that gentle Grandmaster, year after year, listening to its two owners whisper a dream about the Imperial Land and Great Peace.
Until the path diverged and the old dream shattered.
I owed you a life. Now it's returned.