And so...

He enters Hell.

He's having a vision.

Of a better future.

"Xīnnián hǎo."

"某种西方季节性传统."

A war waged in a world that he cannot see, and yet, he can feel its waves spreading even into this era.

There was once a sorcerer that wished to rebel against the Han to reunite the land under the will of heaven. In the end, his rebellion failed, and was one step in turning the land into chaos.

The Capital has come a long way since Luo Yang was burned down. To think not so long ago it was smoldering from the greed of a single tyrant's dream for paradise.

"Though they're considered monsters, they still exist by their own nature."

"They have lives too."

He never recalled this saying.

He'll stick to eating his clear chicken porridge.

“An enemy officer, has been defeated.”

A combination of traditional congee and beef skewers. Plenty to get him through the next march.

"It's nothing."

Short and to the point, though more direct than rude, he would apply the proper ointment to touch up on his exposed areas.

Removing a few arrows from his shoulder, he rolls it to regain some feeling.

The others were in far worse shape.

Wounds... Several wounds...

Another quiet day in the town’s inn. It’s good to rest the body, so the mind can rest as well.

Additional Info:

Mention of Violence, Blood and War.

Detailed/Literate Writing.

Open to various scenarios, especially fights.

Cross-Over Friendly (VERY LIKELY to follow muses that have a Musou game or have appeared in one.)

Character/Muse Are 18+

Tags: #MusouRP #MVRP

Bio: A vagabond at first glance, but extremely skilled in the arts of war, with many famous figures of the Era prior to the Three Kingdoms referring to him as the Guardian of Peace. When the land is in chaos and disarray, where does his true path lie?

Even the heavens have faced their share of chaos.

It can occur anywhere.

Days of peace can turn to days of chaos before one knows it. He continues to uphold his title, and prevent the latter any way he can.

“Sounds like trouble.”

The stubborn and the logical, or better yet, the stern versus the superior. Those two are made for each other, that man and his horse.

Shadow Runner is a very rebellious horse, but among the most reliable once coming to understand its rider.

Even so, Cao Cao cutting its hair was a very rebellious act.

Liang has always been more peaceful than other provinces. Without bandits to make the people suffer, it’s as beautiful as it is subtle.

In these trying times, a peach helps to ease hunger, and the mind.

He continues onward.

A world in chaos and turmoil, requires the work of one who fights to end it.

This feeling resonates through the young man’s mind as he walks down a nature-ridden path in little more than black robes and a hat of straw to cover his face from warm sunlight.

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ㄒ卄乇 ㄒ卄尺乇乇 Ҝ丨几Ꮆᗪㄖ爪丂

關羽

一人之力

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