Shape of the Wind - Volume Meteorite Prologue

Prologue

5th year of Roc's Overrun, the Demon Realm Calendar. Mortal Realm. Underground.

"Am I&h.e.l.lip;. am I going to die?"

The qi and blood in his body surged incessantly. The injuries all over his body seemed to let out a howl of lament for the war that almost change the color of the heaven and earth. As his vitality gradually slipped away, he knew that it was almost time.

After writing down his final words and preparing for his last breath, he closed his eyes, recalling his life bit by bit. Amidst the endless darkness, the faces of many emerged: the face of his beloved father, his trusted elder brother, the love of his life, his best friends, his enemies. All of them looked at him with different expressions.

His memories, both the sad and happy ones, were eternally engraved into his mind. Like a lantern with a carousel of paper horses, they slowly played before his eyes. During his terminal lucidity, he began to recall things he had long forgotten.

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Yes. He. The glorious he, who possessed earthshaking power and military might. None could match his distinguished origin. He was the ruler of all living things and during his reign of five years, his soldiers suppressed all resistance and trampled across the battlefields with not a single battle lost. He unified the races spread all across the continent and brought about a new age of harmony. He pushed the country to new heights, never stopping for a breath.

The demon elders addressed him as "The Emperor of All Lands Within and Outside of the Ocean". He was both a tyrannical and gentle sovereign. Everywhere the sun shone belonged to him.

He recalled his name, Temujin.

That's right. The Great Demon King of the Demon Race, the ruler of the Wind Continent, the immortal sovereign of the heaven and earth, "Genghis Khan" Temujin.