Swinging the sword to cut through the clouds and dreams

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America!

The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years!

But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America!

Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

Aztec Civilization: Destiny to Conquer America!

The setting sun bathed the city of White Stone, casting magnificent shadows over the pristine white walls, mirroring the fates of the noble.


In the eastern part of the Lake Capital City, on the outskirts of the palace district, there stood a broad mansion with a red roof and white walls, close to the ferry port that led to the east of the capital. Within half a day's distance, one could board a canoe and travel to the city of Texcoco on the eastern shores of Lake Texcoco.


The mansion was rare with its two stories, exceeding the commoner's regulations. Dozens of rooms and halls were neatly arrayed, solemn and imposing. The south-facing residence was spacious and bright, adorned with patterns of obsidian and volcanic rock, which belonged to the master of the house.


Chapter 100 Scouting Ahead