Prologue — The Last Light of Nirvana
The heavens bled.
Above the shattered firmament, constellations collapsed as something not born of this world broke through the veil between realms.
They were neither demons nor angels—creatures of pure void, whose existence older than the Dao itself.
Their forms rippled like living shadow, their voices a hum that twisted time and will.
And upon the ruins of the Divine Sky Battlefield, one man stood alone—
Lin Xian.
White hair cascaded down his back like moonlight silk, bound loosely with a jade ornament shaped as twin dragons coiling around a pearl—an ancient relic of fallen royalty.
His skin was pale as carved jade, his features refined beyond mortal perfection, and his eyes—one gold, one black as the cosmos—held the silence of a man who had seen eternity burn and rebuild itself.
He was the master of the Assassin Guild Nirvana.
The Heavenly King whose name once silenced emperors and made even gods hesitate.
In his grasp rested the legendary sword—Eclipser.
Obsidian when dormant, translucent at its edge like flowing night.
When his qi flared, lines of silver starlight awakened along the blade, its core glowing with the hue of a dying cosmos.
Forged between creation and destruction, Eclipser devoured light itself—reflecting only truth.
Behind him stood seven figures, their killing intent rippling through the broken stars.
They were the Seven Sins—his disciples, his legacy.
The final light of Nirvana.
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The Seven Sins of Nirvana
Pride — Lan Qingyao
Tall and coldly beautiful, her silver hair crowned like a queen's halo.
Her eyes were twin shards of glacial blue, her calm so absolute that even gods dared not meet it.
A blade floated behind her, radiating mirrored illusions that made heaven itself bow.
Wrath — Han Zhentian
A man of thunder and fire, bronze-skinned and scarred, his crimson spear roaring with fury.
His every breath was a storm waiting to be unleashed.
Envy — Mu Yanyue
Graceful as silk, deadly as poison.
Her emerald eyes shimmered with quiet pain, her lips curved in mocking smiles to hide devotion.
Veins of green light pulsed under her skin—venom that could rot even divinity.
Gluttony — Ruan Ling
A petite girl with messy hair and childlike laughter, licking honey from her fingers as worlds burned.
Hidden blades laced her robes, each candy a death trap.
Her eyes—bright, hungry, full of life.
Greed — Wei Tongxuan
Cloaked in black and gold, surrounded by floating treasures.
His pupils gleamed like molten coins—forever wanting, forever loyal.
Sloth — Shen Wuyi
A languid smile, silver hair unkempt, his gourd drifting beside him as galaxies burned.
He never moved unless he must—
But when he did, even time struggled to keep pace.
Lust — Jiang Ruolan
A crimson figure draped in flowing silk, every step a sin made divine.
Her violet eyes shimmered like twilight, her voice able to break saints or gods alike.
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The Fall of the Heavens
They stood united. Yet even their combined might began to wane.
The alien scourge had already consumed three worlds; now they came for the fourth.
> "Master… they are endless," whispered Envy, her dream-domain fracturing.
"Even Heaven hides from them."
Lin Xian's lips curved faintly.
> "Then I will be their horizon."
He raised Eclipser, its edge now blazing like a dying sun.
Silver veins crawled up his arm, merging light and shadow into a single luminous storm.
His left eye burned gold—illusion that bent all reality.
His right eye shimmered with the cosmos—space itself folding at his will.
Two powers that should never coexist.
Together, they formed the God Eyes of Nirvana.
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The Last Stand
The alien monarch descended—a colossal being woven of stars and emptiness.
Its voice thundered across creation.
> "Mortal god… your world ends today."
> "No," Lin Xian answered softly. "It begins again."
The Seven charged beside him—light, flame, venom, and death colliding with the tide of darkness.
The battle raged for days without dawn.
Gluttony fell first. Her laughter echoed even as her body dissolved into light, a final explosion of sweet fragrance and deadly venom annihilating thousands of void creatures.
Sloth followed soon after—his eyes finally open, his movements faster than sound.
He cut through the void legions like lightning incarnate before his body burned away from overuse of temporal energy.
His last words were a lazy smile—
> "Guess I finally did something… worth waking for."
Lin Xian fought in silence, his blade singing with grief and fury.
Pride's illusions shattered. Wrath bled. Lust screamed her last incantation to tear a rift through space.
The surviving Sins—Pride, Wrath, Greed, and Lust—stood scattered and bleeding, their power fading.
> "Master…" Wrath's voice cracked, grief and rage trembling within it. "We've lost everything…"
Lust said
"You promised… not to leave us behind again."
His gold eye dimmed, his cosmic eye flickering with pain.
> "And I won't."
He raised his hand, light and darkness swirling together in his palm.
> "I'll use it—the final art of Nirvana. The Eye of Samsara ."
Lin Xian's right eye—the Eye of Cosmos—began to turn.
His left eye—the Eye of Illusion—flared gold, merging with the cosmos in his right.
Their fusion burned brighter than all stars—
The alien monarch reared back, sensing danger too late.
> "You dare distort fate itself?!"
Lin Xian smiled faintly.
> "Fate is mine to rewrite."
Golden and cosmic light merged into a spiral that devoured reality itself.
> "Through this Samsara… those who shared my path… shall live again."
> "Master…" Envy whispered, her voice trembling as her form began to fade beside him. Her injury unbearable.
"Then let me follow you… once more."
He turned to her, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek.
> "Then sleep, Yanyue. When the cycle turns… seek me again."
Eclipser flared one final time, its starlight devouring both heaven and void.
A thousand stars exploded as Nirvana's light tore through existence—folding time, weaving new destinies.
The alien legions screamed as space folded upon itself; a thousand rifts tore open, dragging them back into the abyss between realms.
Their monarch howled—its chest burned through by Lin Xian's divine light and the Eclipser's devouring edge.
When the brilliance faded, the battlefield was gone.
Only silence remained.
The alien monarch's form unraveled into nothingness.
The Seven Sins had vanished—scattered
And Lin Xian…
Kneeling amid the ruins, his cracked body glowed with the dying light of creation.
> "Nirvana was born from death…" he whispered.
"So shall I be."
The twin lights in his eyes shattered into a thousand stars, scattering across all realms—marking the beginning of new fates.
His body turned to light and drifted into the void.
Eclipser fell, its glow fading to black glass before sinking through the heavens.
For an instant, it gleamed—
as if remembering its master.
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Far below, in the lowest world—where cultivators struggled to sense even a wisp of qi—
a young man opened his eyes.
They were gold, faintly shimmering.
For a heartbeat, space rippled around him like disturbed water.
A whisper coiled through his mind—calm, cold, and unyielding.
> "So this is where I've fallen."
"Heaven stole my throne."
A pause.
"I will shatter Heaven."
The Monarch Assassin had been reborn.
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And somewhere deep beneath forgotten earth,
a black sword slept.
Its heart pulsed once—
with the fading light of a dying cosmos.