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Romance of the Devil's Mountain - Summary & Info

Currently in the process of writing, editing, and publishing content for "The Romance of the Devil's Mountains."

"The Romance of the Devil's Mountains" is a substory that takes place in the larger universe of my serial novel Aether Aevran. It takes place a little less than two thousand years before that story, and is a canonical piece of literature to the characters in Aether Aevran as a pseudo-religious and psedo-historical text.

Since "The Romance of th Devil's Mountains" takes place within a fully fictional universe, there are different cultures, places, and other issues that have to be dealt with. Much of this is explained in the story, however it should be noted that TRotDM takes place before the colonization and takeover under Yonhwang and the Agon Empire, so they are unique and free in their culture from outside influence, in a way.

"The Romance of the Devil's Mountains" is broken into several substories as it is considered an epic in future canon. The main story takes place starting at the 'The Convention' which is arguably the third volume of work. Since this story was based on the structure of old Chinese Classic novels, from a non-Chinese perspective and then adapted for modern English readers, the first two volumes are not what would be considered pertinent for the average reader of contemporary fiction to deal with, however, they will be available as soon as I finish writing them.

Current summary projection:

Volume One - Huqing:

After a series of events, a normal, mortal fox kit is introduced to an Aether portal. The influx of energy changes him into a spirit and he gains sentience -- the ability to think critically and learn. He is taken in by an outcast woman to the infamous Devil’s Mountains where he is kept for hundreds of years as a pet, until one day, when he no longer wants to be a slave. He wants to be the master.

Volume Two - Zhu Wenshi:

Raised by dragons, Zhu Wenshi is not the average human. He has knowledge no others have, although that’s because of their own stupidity. Zhu Wenshi is a man with a deep respect for the spirits and their powers, but that doesn’t help him when an eager human overthrows his sanctuary. After first he tries to uphold the passive legacy of his adoptive parents, but perhaps it’s his humanity that takes over. He wants revenge for the destruction wrought against him, the problem is how he, a lowly wanderer, was going to obtain it.

Volume Three - The Convention:

King Xue Hangwo has been in power in Guoying since the civil war ended about twenty-four years ago. He’s ready to make use of all the land, including the notorious and feared Devil’s Mountain. Their yearly Convention of Heroics is a perfect time to bring together his allies, potential allies, and even his enemies to better his country and his standing within it since his takeover. He just doesn’t expect a spirit to arrive and chase him like a cat chases a mouse, and he doesn’t expect to play second in the spirit’s attention to some mangey wanderer. After all, he’s the King. He was the best prospect in the land, who in their right mind would want to partner with anyone but him?

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Volume Four - TBD

 (Under construction)

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