When we first met, I was the author of this book, or rather the whitening keys of the writer

Thank you for taking the time to review my work.

If you've read more than just read this chapter, you've seen it all the way, and I really don't know how to express my appreciation.

I hope I can provide you with some entertainment.

Maybe some of them are readers who will read it with the idea that "although this is a newcomer's work that I don't know where it came from, I will read it first and then decide whether to read it or not".

Even so, I have to be deeply grateful, and the mere fact that I can share my love for the East is already filled with joy.

So let's talk about the East.

I first came into contact with the East three years ago, and this kind of qualification is definitely not too deep.

In fact, it can't be regarded as ripe to full for the East, but I still like it very much.

Whether it's the first or second design of the character, or something else.

Maybe it's a whim, or maybe it's been planned for a long time.

That's where I wrote a story.

Like the title, this is the story of a swordsman, although it must be inferior to Gu Long and Master Jin Yong.

But I also wanted to write about a swordsman of my own.

The sword, ** dignified, arrogant and peerless, is in line with the heart of a young man.

I also want to use the spirit of the sword to fulfill one of my dreams.

I'm a high school student now, so it's a question of whether I'll keep updating in the future.

But it will definitely be written. I can guarantee that.

Maybe I'll come back to this book much later.

Everyone will get old, and maybe one day I will start to become too vulgar and gradually abandon anime.

I would be disgusted with that kind of life now.

It's too monotonous, and we all hate it.

So when you are young and frivolous, you might as well leave something behind.

Not just for the current readers, but also for the future.

The spirit of anime, the Gensokyo of the East, will never die.

My hobbies are nothing more than eating, reading and traveling, and I have always lacked the ability to remember and distinguish famous brands.

What's more, people are too lazy to die, and they don't have any hobbies that require a lot of money to maintain.

Therefore, doing such a thing is just fighting with yourself.

I don't lack any of the bad elements in my personality.

Vain, vicious, greedy, self-righteous, vindictive, proud. And so on. When I was not sensible, I only thought about how to cover up and brag about my glamorous side, but now I understand that the cowardly and ugly me is an inseparable me.

It can't be hidden, it can't be eliminated. So, instead of trying to embellish them, try to add other parts to yourself.

Correct vanity with sincerity, compensate for malice with kindness, balance greed with giving, and dilute resentment with kindness.

It's a game I've given myself.

And then.

Just make me believe that simplicity solves everything. Bloody blood can be invincible in the world.

Please keep me on the way.

Until the day he closed his eyes and passed away, he could smile and say that he was invincible.