How Does This Game Feel So Familiar?

'In the final years of the Warring States period, the flames of war swept across the land.'

Hurried footsteps rang out. Zhang Yi found himself in a blood-red maple forest, where a wounded deserter, his body covered in rags and blood, limped deeper into the woods.

'Even Ashina, hidden deep within the mountains, had been consumed by the fires of war.'

Rustle...

As maple leaves drifted down all around him, the deserter finally passed through the forest. Yet the sight before him was still nothing less than hell.

The sounds of fighting came from every direction. Not far away, one soldier pinned another to the ground and used his weapon to behead him.

Bright red blood sprayed from the severed neck, dyeing the grass crimson like the maple leaves falling from the sky.

The deserter fell to the ground in terror, staring helplessly as the soldier slowly approached and raised his blade.

Then, the next moment...

'Whoosh... squelch!'

A sharp arrow flew in from afar and pierced the soldier's neck.

With a thud, the soldier's corpse collapsed in front of the deserter.

'Will the war... finally end?'

The camera slowly pulled back into the distance.

Far away, thick smoke billowed as the setting sun painted everything red.

The scene suddenly shifted. On the grasslands at dusk, two great generals were locked in a fierce battle.

One wore a red demon mask and wielded a massive halberd, towering and imposing.

The other was a slightly gaunt man whose face was smeared with blood.

The two clashed fiercely on the battlefield. The halberd swept wide and hard, its wielder every bit the fierce knight, looking incomparably savage.

Yet he could not so much as touch the gaunt general.

After several exchanges, the gaunt general sidestepped the halberd coming down at him. In