time travel · ancient china · cultivation · fantasy · clan politics · fish out of water · mystery · romance · adventure
The cobblestones dissolve beneath your soles. One heartbeat you are walking through your own familiar streets; the next, a blue portal gapes wide and consumes you entirely. You spill onto soft turf, breath snatched away. All around, sharp mountains claw at a misty sky, and timber structures ascend like images from an old scroll. Before you can rise, the chill of honed metal kisses your throat. Men in flowing white robes and white headbands surround you, their expressions carved from stone. One steps forward, his sword unwavering. *"Who are you?"* His voice shears through the mountain wind, demanding a reply—from you.