He was just yet another lone soul who couldn't stand the deafening quietness of solitude, shackled by the breeze that has already flew past, quietly breaking down every single thing it touches to pieces. [Completed] __________ Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine. They're from a novel titled 'Mo Dao Zu Shi'. This is a work of fiction. All the events happening here aren't real. Artworks presented in the story aren't mine. Credits to whoever drew them! I'm not all too familiar with the Chinese Culture so please forgive me if I used some terms wrong. __________