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Ode to the Long Dark
Overdue Perface

Overdue Perface

As a creator, as the author of this book, I have to be honest and tell you something regard it.

Its main plot, specifically, its middle part main plot is not completely created by me, although you probably won't see them for a long time.

But please note that this is not a fanfiction. In fact, its main story is based on a period of my matherland's history.

Yes, a real history.

Ever since I was a child, I've been haunted by the history I read in historical storybooks. When I grew up, when I was able to read history books, literature works and watch movies and television works related to that era, my love for it has not diminished.

Like all young people who love a certain period of history, I read history books, read the notes that originated from it, discussed it with my friends, and even studied majors that allowed me to touch the ancient world. I haven't played most of the games about it because I'm not very good at them, but even so I've mostly learned those about through video.

This should have been a pleasant thing, but the more I grew up, the more trouble it brought to me.

It was a time full of wars, so the history books didn't give a enough detailed account of many things. A large number of fascinating heroes are chronicled only from their prime to old age. But what they experience when they were teenagers, and the rest of the legend which is only recorded in fragments, is unknown to modern people.

In addition, there were several regimes coexist and hostile to each other, Every single one of them has it great and fascinating heroes and stories. But the antagonistic stances of the heroes during their lifetime led to their fans turning against each other, and fierce feuds often broke out in support of their idols. The bones of the ancients are turned into ashes, but the imperishable grievances between each other with the text has been handed down until now. As a result, I gradually lost the willingness to discussing that history with strangers I met online, and just wanted to chat with like-minded friends.

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The more I thought about the untold and lost history, and the more I shared the stories of our beloved heroes with my dear friends, the more I became curious about their entire lives. History books recorded their actions, and I began to imagine their thinking. Eventually, some of the ancient pieces flashed back before my eyes , like rusted iron filings rising from the depths of the river, reflecting crimson as gravel or blood against a new sunrise. I realized that I had to write something, to relay the stories of ancient ghosts that I had dreamed up in my daydreams.

And so the book was born.

The reason I don't write about it in my native language on my country's website is because too many people there know this history, and the main line of the story is going to follow history until everything becomes as irrevocable as what happened in the past. And I want to share the legend of blood and fire to more people around the world. It can tell us something greatness of human nature -- as well how it changed.

I will try my best to use my imagination and reasoning to make up for the time not recorded in history books, so that the specimens of this time grow flesh and blood again.

In addition, in order to hide the specific place of the era, and I'll by similar free translation means the name of the people and places, and even poem transfer into English, as a reader you can guess my country (I think it is not hard to guess) and the times I want to write, but it was not until the long cold winter solstice day before arrival, I will not to admit or response.

Because my writing ability is not enough to fully express the wisdom and bravery of the heroes, and to make the story more exciting, I will add some supernatural elements to the story. Of course, this doesn't make it a Xianxia novel or a magic novel.

With so many characters I wanted to write, the book was bound to get bloated and longthy-- or so cumbersome that the main character might die and then change, so prepare yourself.

What I want to show is not a story -- it's an entire era. I hope I can do that, and I hope my readers will remember it.

Last but not least, my English level is not excellent. If I make mistakes in grammar or other aspects, I hope some warm-hearted friends can point out my mistakes in the comments section.

So, autumn arrived, the story begins, until a spring nearly a hundred years later, the wind from the Galaxias River will not stop.

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