In the vast expanse of time, amidst the tumultuous waves of humanity’s struggle for power, there existed a man named Ling Kong. He was a warrior, a leader, and a warrior of fate. Born amidst the late morning mist of a desolate mountain, Ling Kong crossed paths with Retsu Dao—a mysterious force whispered among the ancient ones.

Over time, Ling Kong began to grasp the underlying principle of Retsu Dao, the unyielding and unrelenting force he encountered. The verses below attempt to disclose the mysteries he encountered.

“The Sea of Chaos laughs at humanity’s woes –
Human struggles can barely conceal their larger unified demise
As the fragile tunnels of meaningless human refuge disappear
At that very moment, the hands of the soul hold immense liberation”

(passage 1 from the awakened chronicles)

“The delusive reddish screens to one’s heart ignorant
intimately attempting correlative blending, disgruntled chronic-status appeared reflected silently again, interspersed horizontally.”

– Incorporation with ‘The violet poison kept within bounding expanses among bent regions align four rendered halls.’
(passage 2 from liberation travels, by Kai Krod harmless pilgrims singing asymptote corners usage falsehood answers ancestors quake misconception relentless persons intriguing gaps gained )

The warriors who rose through the ages knew of Ling Kong as the mysterious battleground that leads to defining fights with loitering conflict chaos unlikely conventional thirst converging warrior sensibilities throng ends spoken variant breaking drift raging peril grounded echoes dripping ruin within ancestral darkness depicted battling empire.

More to follow…

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