
After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?

Silver Wings
After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?The blood from my wrist drips steadily onto the wooden statue, each drop a silent prayer. The scent of sandalwood mingles with the metallic tang of blood in the cold air of Yu Palace. My silver hair falls forward, concealing my face as I carefully carve the features that haunt my every waking moment. Gong Yuanzhi's face. The door creaks open behind me, but I don't look up. Only one person would dare enter without permission. "You're still doing this?" Jin Fan's voice is cold, lacking its usual deference to the Sword Wielder. The chisel pauses in my hand. The statue's eyes, almost finished, seem to stare back at me accusingly.



