Life is not fair. But be patient - life is not fair for anybody. Some are privileged, born into wealth and love. Some only get one of both to start with. I got none. This is how my story began.The story that set me up to fight the heavens, the mortal planes and realms to find my place among men, beast or gods. I was born in misery and I would stay there for a long time, discovering a world full of mystical energy that kept me alive in many dead end situations. Let me take you through my memories. Memories of love and of hate, of war and of philosophy. Of the great martial arts that govern the world and offer a treacherous path of self-sovereignity to those daring enough to follow along. Let me tell you about my early years, in which I discovered the first secrets of the art of illusions that should soon gain me the interest of many powerful entities, carefully watching my rise through the ranks of all cultivators.Let me tell you about the kind and gentle boy that I once was. Cultivation tempts you with its promise of glory, might and independence only to entangle you deeper and deeper into a game of villains, where the cunning survive and only the mightiest of all can allow themselves to be generous and kind.  The Illusionist´s path may be the most twisted path of cultivation, but twisted so am I. This is the beginning of the Illusionist´s game - and the Illusionist am I. Be welcome to my world, I hope you get lost.