Chapter 1: HIRAETH
𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:
❝I've always wanted a pet❞
❝You realise you can't keep that thing, right?❞
❝Why not? It's cute❞
❝That's a dragon❞
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𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇
Hiraeth is a Welsh word for homesickness or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person.
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𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬:
'Fake it till you make it' is Lian's favorite phrase. As an orphan without friends and family, she was isolated, humiliated, and looked down upon . Nevertheless she was apathetic, with only the goal of surviving until her fated time.
Through all the hardships he had to face, her only comfort was games. From role-playing to simulation, from strategy to sport games, she played them all. But still, she wasn't able to comprehend how the hell should survive in the trash cultivation game, she randomly picked from the old and tattered video rental shop in the end of their street, called The Azure Night not only that , she also had to live as Song Liuxian, the character whose route she remembered for its impossibility to clear; the cultivation cripple with a cursed physique and an unknown background.
Will she be able to survive the life of an ancient person from an ancient time? Be able to live without her beloved games pushing her through all difficulty? be able to learn the Identity and the secret behind the existence of Song Liuxian? Most of all, will she be able to learn the reason why and how she entered a crappy game like Azure Night?
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𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞:
Start:
11/19/20
End:
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