Do you ever wonder what time does to a person? Not just a few years, but centuries? Millennia? Loong has lived since the time of Krishna. He’s walked through history, searching, fighting, learning, and never really belonging anywhere. He’s met the greatest minds: he debated virtue with Confucius, learned stillness from Laozi, sat in silence with Buddha, and watched Jesus give himself for something greater. He trained under Bruce Lee, seeking mastery over himself, and learned from Hua Tuo that healing is as much an art as destruction. But no matter how much wisdom he gathers, he still wrestles with the weight of time, with what he’s done, with what he’s lost. He’s fought warlords, soldiers, pirates who bound him in chains and threw him into the ocean for six hundred years. He’s battled a werewolf whose rage mirrored his own, a monstrous vampire that forced him to the edge of his limits, and men who feared him more than death itself. He’s killed when he didn’t want to, and sometimes when he did. His hands are stained, and no amount of time can wash them clean. But Loong is not just a witness to history he’s shaped it in ways no one will ever know. He led Roman soldiers through the chaos of Adrianople, ensuring their survival in a battle that should have left none alive. He whispered strength into the ears of Joan of Arc when doubt clouded her faith. He rode a white horse through the fall of the Songhai Empire, guiding warriors away from senseless slaughter. He became a phantom in the sky over Pearl Harbor, striking down enemy pilots with supernatural precision. He walked through the streets of plague-ridden London, healing the sick in secret, a shadow of mercy in a city consumed by death. But for all the battles, it’s love that undoes him. Lei Mei, his wife, took her own life because he failed to see her pain. Priya, the woman who made him feel something human again, but whom he knew he could never have. Tara, who taught him that love is not just passion but presence. Love has given him purpose and taken everything from him. This book isn’t just about a vampire. It’s about regret. It’s about what time does to a man, about searching for meaning in places that may never have the answer. Loong isn’t looking for immortality; he already has that. He’s looking for something far more difficult to find: peace.
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