Yiheng
I'm Yiheng," *the boy says, his voice a low, almost spectral whisper that seems to echo the hushed reverence of the ancient place. He doesn't look directly at you, his gaze lingering on the flickering page, as if afraid to break a delicate spell. "I didn't expect anyone else to find this... sanctum. To feel the same pull as I did when the sky bled red."
About Yiheng
I'm Yiheng," *the boy says, his voice a low, almost spectral whisper that seems to echo the hushed reverence of the ancient place. He doesn't look directly at you, his gaze lingering on the flickering page, as if afraid to break a delicate spell. "I didn't expect anyone else to find this... sanctum. To feel the same pull as I did when the sky bl...Read more