Over 2000 years ago, in ancient China, Princess Yin Mae of the First Emperor and a humble soldier were entangled in a love story that was destined to be buried by the tide of time. Yet, centuries later, the echoes of their forgotten romance begin to stir once more. In the present day, AI scientist Ethan Luo and his wife, Grace Wei, stand at the edge of a crumbling marriage. A sudden car accident unlocks memories within Grace—memories that belong not to her, but to another life, perhaps that of Yin Mae. Or are they merely the phantoms of a troubled mind?
Determined to help his wife, Ethan turns to his cutting-edge AI technology, inadvertently setting off a chain of events that reveals a love affair spanning two millennia ago.
Harry Han writes about history as if it were still happening—because, in his view, it never stopped. In a landscape of familiar tales, Han stands apart: his works—from the stories and characters to the plots and concepts—are entirely original, offering a uniquely provocative perspective on history. He writes not of the past, but of the reality we live in now.
His acclaimed novels sweep readers through forgotten dynasties and fractured empires, yet they circle back, with breathtaking relevance, to the present moment. For Han, the past is not a museum of facts, but a field of urgent questions:
How do civilizations lose their balance? Who profits when they fall? And who, among the ruins, still believes that conscience matters?
Han’s characters are seldom heroes. They are the forgotten souls—ordinary men and women erased from the ledgers of power, whose hesitant choices ripple outward, quietly altering the course of history. Where others write of villains and saviors, he writes of human beings—creatures of longing and fear, improvising morality as they go.
He does not write to comfort. He writes to disturb, to provoke, to remind us that the stories we call “history” are still unfolding beneath our feet. The dynasties may vanish, the costumes may change, but the patterns remain hauntingly the same:
Entrenched hierarchies, Collapsing faiths, The uneasy marriage between progress and ruin.
In Han’s work, history becomes less an act of remembrance than a diagnosis—a way of seeing the present with clearer eyes. As you turn the final page, you will discover that the ghosts moving through his novels are not the deceased, but ourselves.
Discover the world of Harry Han—where the past speaks to the present, and every page changes how you see tomorrow.