The Hegemon of Western Chu

(unofficial synopsis by moon)

Xiang Yu (232-202 BCE), the hegemon of the state of Western Chu, is captured by his long-time enemy, Liu Bang (256 – 195 BCE, the future founder of the Han dynasty), after their final decisive battle at Gaixia (202 BCE).

2013 (Doomsday)

In the year of 2013, the tide of zombies outbreak exploded in everyone's homeland, humanity launches a large-scale battle in the endless nights awaiting the arrival of the dawn.

The end is approaching, is there going to be a way out for them?

Their faiths were shattered into pieces and buried in ashes in the raging fire.

But within the blazing fire, a newborn hope arises once again.

Astrolabe Rebirth

In the tides of time, humans have lost their status as the sole intelligent species among tens of thousands.

What they gained in exchange was a city of steel that rose in the eastern part of the Central Mainland, and a man-made god they called “Father”.

Regimes run by machines have taken over the world. On this astrological petri dish left behind by the ancient Creator, the young human slave, A-Ka, picked up a black-haired man on the beach of a lonely, deserted ocean…

The Astrolabe world will be once again reborn. And as for the humans, clones, and machines, what paths will they tread towards the future?

Twin Jades of Jiangdong

From the boundless expanses of Lake Chao to where it meets the army of the Chi Bi.

From the childhood promise sealed with a knot of hair to the 40-year old lingering dream of home in Jiangdong.

From a singular kite hovering in the sky, to the sound of the qin echoing over a hundred li, across the river lit by the scorching sunset...

East flows the mighty river, sweeping away the heroes of time past...

I dream of Gongjin in his day, with his new bride, the Lord Qiao's younger daughter, dashing and debonair.

Ah, this life is a dream, let me drink to the moon floating in the river...

Original poem here.


Dinghai Fusheng Records

Immortal arts, magic weapons, magical powers, and the boundless spiritual qi between heaven and earth vanished into obscurity overnight, and all exorcists turned to mere mortals.

Three hundred years later, the Five Hus traversed the pass, it was a prelude to an era of great turmoil in China. They heralded the end of the world, where thousands of drought fiends stalked the night —— the collapse of the Divine Land is imminent.

Fortunately, within this long, dark night where silence had fallen on all magic, a lone star still glistened brightly on the horizon.

The Heart Lamp appeared, illuminating the vast expanse around it. A sixteen-year-old young man, who will end his life on his twentieth birthday, embarked on a journey to reclaim the spiritual qi of heaven and earth that had been sealed away —— only four years remain.

The road ahead was filled with countless thistles and thorns, and it seemed improbable for him to succeed.


Chen Xing: "The important thing is that I'm the last exorcist in this world, yet the only magic I am capable of is emitting light. What can I do?"

Wait patiently then. When the Dinghai Pearl reappears on earth, the uncertain trajectory of everyone's fates will be completely disrupted before converging once more.

Chen Xing: "Could I be partnered with a more normal Protector Martial God?"

Isn't your Protector really skilled in fighting?

Chen Xing: "He is good at fighting, but when he loses it he'll hit even me......"

There's nothing that can be done about that, you can only blame yourself for losing yourself to lust.

Seizing Dreams

Within the dream of the dreamer, the one who was dreamed of awoke.
— Borges

“I exist in the sunlight, the wind, between the heavens and the earth, and also in dreams.”

One night, Yu Hao, a college student who was at his wits’ end had an unexpected encounter with a mysterious visitor – “General” – who had dream travelled. He led Yu Hao in solving the countless riddles that abounded in the realm of the conscious, and lit up the fire beacons on the meandering Great Wall.

Thereafter, the darkness retreated, the sun rose, and when the long night was thoroughly lit up, the him who existed in reality was reborn.

The black dragon that roared, the lighthouse and demonic eyes on the coastline, the rain forest before Chichén Itzá, the fierce beasts that wreaked havoc in the Colosseum…the bizarre projection of reality in one’s consciousness reflected the hidden place that the sunlight in reality couldn’t touch – the innumerable sins of the human heart.

The journey of seizing dreams continues, and one can only hope that the sun will continue illuminating the human heart.

Fire beacons on the Great Wall were lit up to signal a border invasion.