The sleepless nights engulfed darkness. I ran through the darkness, bloodthirsty monsters howling behind me. Through the thick fog, I seemed to see a faint light. It was a strange power! I had no choice but to throw myself into its arms. With it, perhaps I could survive. Beneath the shroud of fog, a combination of steampunk, witchcraft, and Cthulhu brought about the ultimate midnight revelry. I walked on the edge of darkness, between light and shadow. Nothing could control me, only shadows, everywhere... PS: This is a third-person perspective, and the protagonist is rational and cold.

The Azure Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, great fortune will come to the world!

"Suffering, corruption, bullying!"

“We common people have suffered greatly, and corrupt officials have been rampant, bullying us at will. We are nothing but peddlers, farmers, and soldiers, with no place to stand, unknown to the Emperor of Han. To the high and mighty Emperor of Han, we are nothing but ants!”

"The officers and soldiers called us 'moth thieves'!!!"

"The land is suffering from a severe drought, with no harvest, yet taxes are becoming increasingly heavy, all because powerful officials and nobles want to indulge in luxury and extravagance!"

"We have no home to stand on, no weapons to fight, but we have the strength of numbers. Now we wear yellow turbans and rise up, determined to overthrow the mandate of heaven and restore order to the world. The fate of the Han dynasty has run its course, and we will surely take its place!"

"The Azure Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, great fortune shall befall the world!!!"

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