In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

August of 202 BC.

Liu Ji declared himself emperor in Chang'an, and this dynasty is historically known as the Western Han Dynasty.

After becoming emperor, Liu Ji, at the age of fifty-four, changed his name.

Liu Bang.

This was indeed a time of peace and prosperity. As the final victor, Liu Bang gave the Central Plains its first peace.

He sat on the dragon throne in Chang'an Palace, reminiscing about his past self who once thought, "Alas, a true man should be like this," and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiang Yu and Xiang An were his biggest stumbling blocks and his best rivals. As the final victor, he would record the names of these two respectable brothers so that more people would know about their magnificent lives.

After Xiang An's death, he took Xiang An's remains to the Yellow River, allowing them to drift away as he wished. Later, when Liu Bang was taking stock of the spoils of war, he discovered Xiang An's "Ode to Returning Home".

I Have a Scroll of Ghost and Deity Illustrations

The "Ode to Returning Home" became a treasured possession of Liu Bang and was unearthed two thousand years later. As Xiang An's only surviving relic, it was collected in a museum.

Xiang An's other posthumous work, "The Song of Dingdu," along with Xiang Yu's "The Song of Gaixia," has been sung for two thousand years.

......

Two thousand years later, in Dangshan County, archaeologists unearthed a stone tablet and a coffin beneath it.

The inscription on the stone tablet reads: "Zijuan, a pillar of the Northern Chu state, holding the official rank of Grand Commandant and General Who Pacifies the North." and "Lady of Langya, a heroine for all time."

After verification, it was determined that the person inside the coffin was Zijuan, the younger sister of Xiang An, the King of Northern Chu, who was the second female general in history with reliable historical records, and Zijuan's beloved horse, Zaoji.

The female general and her beloved horse were brought back to Linzi and preserved in a museum that focuses on Xiang An and the culture of Northern Chu.

......

History will remember.

There was a great general, and there was a King of Northern Chu.

He held a large spear in his hand, carried a longbow on his back, and had a long sword at his waist, riding on the back of a steed galloping through the turbulent waves.

On the other side of time, he looked back dejectedly and let out a hearty laugh.

Then, with a carefree air, he turned and walked away alone.

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Written at the end of the volume

The Qi An chapter is finally, ...

Let's see when I started writing the Qi An chapter.

11:54 AM on May 3rd.

Then, when was the final postscript published?

3:31 AM on September 24th.

This is the longest and most difficult battle I have ever fought. Before the end of this volume, the total word count of the Rider arc is [507138 words].

It's outrageous.

too crazy.

That's ridiculous.

Even if I had used my big toe to think about it, I would never have imagined that the Qi An chapter would be 500,000 words long.

At the beginning, I estimated the word count for the Qi An chapter to be around 400,000 to 420,000 words, but it has now reached 500,000.

My initial expectation for the Qi An chapter was that it would become the longest chapter in the book. Now, it has given me a "small" surprise and a big—shock.

That means the Ki-An arc flopped.

Just consider this me venting. I know that a common problem with long series is that they lose a lot of viewers, but I didn't expect the Kian arc to be such a flop.

The first few chapters were on par with the previous chapter, London Singularity, but then the subscriptions plummeted, and now each chapter has less than 100 subscriptions.

For reference, my average order value is currently around 700.

A sudden, violent death, like jumping off a building, at around 60°C.

Perhaps this is the kind of ending that should occur when a chapter focusing on one's own family appears in this kind of work.

How should I put it? My feelings went from initial doubt and self-doubt to anger and confusion, and finally to my current state of detachment and understanding.

At least, I wasn't impatient or hasty, and I gave this King Yama of Northern Chu the complete ending, didn't I?

At least, I didn't give up, did I?

What do I have to complain about? I'm a man that fate can't defeat (puffs out his chest).

Those who worry that I'll abandon the story don't really need to worry. I survived the extremely poorly written Knights of the North Star arc, which proves that the results don't affect me that much. I will keep writing until the end of Lostbelt and see if I can become the only author among all FGO fanfiction writers to write to the grand finale instead of dying halfway through.

After all, writing is the best remedy for my life.

I enjoy writing.

I love the wonderful atmosphere when I'm writing alone.

I drag my soul along, immersed in an ocean of words, gazing up at the pale ceiling, feeling thoughts that may be cold or fiery, kissing the ground as I drift into a deep sleep, embracing the highest happiness while drowning.

This is my deepest and safest refuge, and my most wonderful private space.

Cough cough--

Please pretend you didn't see the above paragraph.

Xiang An is probably the protagonist I poured the most effort into.

He should be the protagonist with the clearest growth trajectory. From following his father to eliminate foreign tribes on the plateau at the beginning, to following his elder brother Xiang Yu without any opinions, to thinking more on his own, and then parting ways with Xiang Yu and becoming the King of Northern Chu.

I know this will make me less appealing in the early and mid-game, but I still think there should be such a protagonist.

The Sword An arc is terrible, the Tech An arc is half-paralyzed, the Left Village is mature enough, the Oshin is born with knowledge, and Norra died young before she reached adulthood.

It's time for a protagonist who grows and develops.

Just like me as I grow up.

However, I didn't expect Xiang An and Zi Juan's relationship to develop. These two are like a shortcut to success. Anyone with eyes can see that at the beginning, I actually wanted to suppress their relationship, but later I found that I couldn't suppress it, so I just let it go.

P.S. I hope Hassan doesn't fly over and give me a big kick tomorrow.

I felt really good about the relationship between these two when I was writing it.

Unfortunately, in the end, there was no result, and Zijuan died on the battlefield.

After all, I'm the kind of person who believes that no matter how sad the ending, the process can still be filled with laughter and joy.

Well, all in all, this long journey has finally come to an end. Like a marathon, it was unforgettable, tiring, but also exciting.

After all, how many half-million-dollar sums can an author earn in a lifetime?

One thing is quite a coincidence, so coincidental that I feel it shouldn't be this coincidental.

"Riding the An" is now complete; it has 500,000 words on this side and exactly 1,000 chapters on that side.

A thousand chapters—how many thousand chapters can an author write in a lifetime? (Shut up!)

At the same time, I also want to tell everyone some news.

I'm very sorry, but due to personal health reasons, I may need to take a long leave of absence.

It will take about a week to two weeks.

As everyone in the book club probably knows, due to various reasons, my health has been poor, compounded by my pre-existing condition. I've been frequently in and out of the hospital lately, and even the progress of the Qi An arc has been delayed due to my health (originally scheduled to end in early September).

So, in order to bring you a better story, Ghostly Criminal has decided to take a break, and then miraculously resurrect to bring you 1.5 North American Mythological War.

Stay tuned!

Alright, that's about all I wanted to say. It's 4:30 AM, and I'm going to sleep now. Goodnight, Makka Pakka.

The voice lines for the four Servants in the Qi An chapter will be released tomorrow, so remember to check back.

Thank you everyone for coming to see my book (bows).