Linsheng

Who truly holds the pieces in this game, and who is merely trapped on the board? A brush meant to write loyalty and righteousness suddenly finds itself drafting treason. While the dance continues unabated within the golden halls of the imperial palace, half the realm has already withered into ruin. Amidst the elevation of lords and ministers, desperate families are driven to trade their children for food. Within the grand courts, officials clad in purple and crimson debate the fate of the dynasty, yet not a single soul deigns to listen to the cries of the common people.