Volume One: Qin Yang of the Northern Sea Prologue

The scarlet night concealed endless darkness.

A fine rain began to fall from the sky, gradually veiling the earth. Occasionally, lightning would streak across the heavens, resembling silver serpents in their wild dance.

It was summer, and sudden downpours erupted without warning, thunder serpents twisting and writhing in the storm.

Upon the overpass stood a solitary young man, his expression vacant, gazing in confusion at the world around him.

He had believed that, after graduating from university, he would find a good job, earn money to honor his parents. Yet, because of one person, everything had changed.

His girlfriend had left him for another, and even the few companies where he had applied made it clear they would not hire him.

Never before had he hated someone so deeply.

He longed for a simple end, seeking solace for his wounded soul. Then, perhaps, life would be free of so many troubles—no more thoughts of power or wealth.

Suddenly, a blood-red bolt of lightning appeared in the sky, striking Qin Yang in an instant. He lost all consciousness and plunged from the overpass into the darkness below.

He began to dream—a dream vast and unending.

In the dream, he was a sovereign emperor, ruling over countless realms.

In the dream, he was like an asura amid a slaughterhouse, with blood as the sea and mountains of flesh surrounding him.

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