The Butterfly's Blade

This is a memory of a girl defying the society that cages her.



Most of the memories in this archive come from royalties, heroes, demon lords, and reformers. The names you will study in a history class. The ones history frames around.



This one doesn’t belong here.



She wasn’t royal. She wasn’t powerful. She never won a war.



But I remember her.



I remember her eyes—defiant but hopeful. I remember the way she spoke of her dreams. I remember her laughter after she tried and failed.



She lied her way into places she should’ve never entered. She wanted too much. She burned too fast. And still—I kept her memory.



She was my student once. Not officially.



Her name was Liu Ri.



The world forgot her, but I didn’t.



So I’m writing her down now. Just in case nobody ever remembers her.



— Lord of Chronicles

Keeper of Memory



Former Lord of Pain



…Her teacher





Note: This memory is still being compiled. Updates may follow.

The Last Lion Prince remains the core of my archive—but this one, I kept for myself.



This archive was written by the author. AI was only used for line editing—no content was generated.