Leng Ran Libra Imperial City Illusions Direct

Under a mercury sky, the Imperial City of Leng Ran does not gleam—it breathes . Its spires are crafted from frozen starlight, its streets paved with the sighs of forgotten oaths. Here, the Libra does not weigh gold or jade, but the tilt of a single heart.

In the Imperial City of Leng Ran, no one dreams. But everyone is a dream—waiting for someone else’s Libra to find them true. Leng Ran Libra Imperial City Illusions

“You wish to enter the Illusion?” asks the Keeper, a woman whose face changes with every blink. “Then first, surrender your name.” Under a mercury sky, the Imperial City of

Lian touches his chest. His heart is a small brass scale now, tipping side to side. Tick. Tick. Tick. Under a mercury sky