After knowing the truth, the days that followed were dark for Northstar blade.
Kendo, school, life, none of these piqued the interest of Beichen Yidao. He continued to live in a daze.
Regret and self-blame filled every corner of his life.
After two years, the ancient sword arts Circle had basically forgotten about this genius swordsman who had streaked across the sky like a shooting star. He had become a thing of the past.
In the past two years, Beichen Yidao had also fallen in love with drinking and smoking. He had used all sorts of methods to numb himself.
His family's Kendo gym also quickly closed down because no one took care of it. He left his home that made him feel despair and began to wander around like a homeless man.
No one could believe that this unkempt man with an unkempt beard was a teenager who was not even 17.
