Warning: This story contains mature scene. Rated +18

After Grayson's mother's funeral, the named Acalan Miller offered him to train the Chinese traditional dance who used to dance way back in history. On the day of one of his performances, he met someone that seems familiar to him. The day of his visit to the store that he used to rent outfits, he saw the man again.

There, he started to doubt the life he is living.  Beneath his blossom and spring life is beyond conflicts and mystery. The leaves started to fall and snow began to pour. Where would destiny carry him?

Endless Chasing.

"Attack everyone!" The man riding with the high horse shouted while holding a claymore sword in his left hand. 


"You think too highly of yourself Bingwen Wu. You are ready to shed a lot of blood to snatch lands that are not even yours." 


The man who spoke was Fen Cheng while the man holding the Claymore sword was Bingwen Wu. 


Bingwen laughed mockingly and replied, "I'm just like you. What makes us different is, you are too heroic for people who have no appreciation. Isn't that what people did to us? Took our possession, the land we were trampling on was steal, they also killed the people who wanted to fight back. Now tell me, what is wrong with what I am doing?" 


"You are too blinded by the past. You are living in resentment and anger. A mistake will never be right when another sin is added. You will only be taken to the darkness and edge of the abyss by your greed for revenge." 


The Past