Mao Ni

The epic and legendary tale of an extraordinary young man rising up from the masses, traversing his life in the pursuit of quantity over quality. His inquisitive voice echoes infinitely through the hills of the immortal Academy: "I am one who would rather suffer an eternity of destined calamities than beg for solace from thy saints..."

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Nightfall

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<p>The sound of loud, solemn music could be heard in the capital of the Kingdom of Qi. 600 papal cavalrymen of West-Hill Divine Palace dressed in steel armor rode their horses on the streets, looking straight ahead. In the middle of this formation was a luxurious palanquin draped with heavy swaths of satin that fluttered in the wind. No one could see the face of the person sitting inside.</p>

<p>However, even if they could see clearly, no one would dare to anyway. The papal cavalrymen rode on with solemn expressions, keeping their gazes straight in front of them. The people knelt piously on either side of the streets. Their faces were filled with excitement and passion even as they looked at the ground. Some people even fainted from happiness.</p>

Medicine of Light (II)