You are Tetsuya Kinzou (鉄也金造), a fledgling cultivator and a resident of Fogtop, part of the empire's western frontier. You're also Commander-of-Ten-Tens Seven of your hive, also known as One-Who-Hops-Well. Or, well, you used to be. Your race, the Apoth, and their civilization have long since gone the ways of many others by now - extinct, at least in spirit. It is only by a great stroke of luck that your vessel, in the shape of a ring, managed to land here before it was destroyed or otherwise incapacitated in the void of space.

Currently it's the first month of the 487th year of the Sheng Dynasty's calendar. A veil of snow has fallen over the village and the surrounding lands for some months, making it impossible for any group of a significant size to enter or exit the area. Hunger and unease are setting in, and you have your hands full just trying to keep above water right now.

And, in a more immediate concern, you might just day today.

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