My name is Ah Si.
The "Si" as in the Fourth Sword.
Three hundred years ago, back in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm, I was a renowned figure of some repute.
At that time, I still had a proper name: Yuegong Si.
But the Holy Emperor family changes lineage every hundred years. Three generations have passed, and now, few even remember my full name—Yuegong Li doesn't count.
Why, you ask?
The reason is simple. In that battle for the successor of the Holy Emperor, I lost and became a shadow.
Shadows have no names. Yuegong Qi called me Ah Si, and before long, everyone followed suit and called me that.
As for me, I could no longer call him "Ah Qi," "Aqi," "Qiqi," "Qiqi"... and so on.
Being the shadow of the Holy Emperor's successor is exhausting. Managing the tedious affairs of the clan, I grew old, hunched, and eventually forgot how to joke around.
Because society seems to hold a stereotype of shadows: cold, taciturn, heartless, and bloodthirsty.
Fine, let it be so!
