Illusions, Side Stories
Original novel in Chinese by: 御我 (Yu Wo)
“Inheriting Jiu Ge”—translated by Minna (proofread by Trespasserby & Minthe; C/E edited by lucathia)
Canst thou be so willing to cast off ties and emotions to inherit the title of Dong Huang, the God of the Eastern Sky?
The tradition of Jiu Ge is passed down through nine broken lives.
This bond between the blade and its master, is it the person who seeks the sword or the sword that chases the person?
Two stories that should not exist,
Wouldst thou rather believe that they are illusions born from suffering, or actual events that have happened?
Since he was young, he would dream of that dynasty that shouldn’t have been, every night; the dazzling sight of the royal palace, the nymphs dancing in the sky, the soldiers, wearing golden and copper armor, guarding the huge city gate. Everything looked magnificent and dazzling. The real world looked dull in contrast.
After entering through the city gate, jade-green grass stretched wide and far, with small white down floating amidst a faint, almost imperceptible mist.
Nymphs clothed in feathers roamed about, picking flowers and fruits. Many people would look toward him and bow slightly, as if they were paying him respect. He would be startled each and every time.
He would roam everywhere. With each dream, he would arrive at a different place and see people of all sorts; sometimes they would be nymphs, while at other times they would be soldiers.
But the last scene of his dream would always be the same. Someone dressed in black who was leading the others would stand in front of him and ask him a question with a sorrowful expression.