My grandfather used to tell me a story. And old story, about our ancestors when they built great temples to dozens of gods, and had shrines like my grandfather's and burned incense in offering in the evenings and on holy days.
I liked it when I was a little girl, because its the story of a warrior woman. He told it like this...
Once, long ago, when the world was broken up into many kingdoms, a girl named Jiang Mei was born with a birthmark of a dragon.
(Grandpa, I would say, was it really a DRAGON. And when I was older I decided it was probably a squiggly random shape that someone thought looked like a dragon.)
For every body of water, there is a dragon - the spirit of the rivers and streams and lakes and oceans. And this is why you see old statues and shrines by the water in towns and by roadsides. The greatest of these was the great Dragon Chien Tang. And it was to his temple Jiang Mei was given, as a priestess.
She grew into beautiful woman, and a powerful warrior. She defended her people in times of war and through many heroic deeds, became the temples high priestess. So impressive were her abilities that she caught the attention of the great Dragon himself more then any priestess before her. Under her guidance, her people enjoyed the favor of the god, and such was his interested that in time she became his lover.
(No one would explain to me what that meant, until I was older. I thought that every priestess loved their god...)
The Great Dragon Chien Tang ruled the east, while his older brother Tung Ting ruled the west. And it seemed a good arrangement. Yet, although he was younger, Chien Tang excelled in ways that his older brother did not. He was a great warrior, and loved by his people and he found favor with the Emperor of creation - the maker of all things - who made Chien Tang his General, commander of all his armies.
Tung Ting, who was older and who felt it was proper that he be honored above his brother, became jealous of Chien Tang's success. He began to move against his brother's lands, spreading war among the mortal kingdoms and discord among the dragon spirits.
Once close as brothers, Tung Ting used this trust to set a trap for Chien Tang. He invited his brother to meet him alone, saying it was to discuss the violence between their mortal subjects. But his own army turned on Chien Tang's when the General was away, and Tung Ting intended to kill his brother with a poisoned dagger at a moment of inattention. And indeed, as tea was being poured Tung Ting slipped a slim knife into his brothers side, intended for his heart. Only the General's reflexes saved him, and the knife cut along his side only so deep as the bone. But still, poison crept into his body and so, wounded, the great Dragon fought his brother for Tung Ting hoped that he might still triumph over Chien Tang so weakened.
There was a great battle then, and Jiang Mei fought with the spirits, leading them in Chien Tang's place. And while the armies fought, the great Dragons fought alone, creating mountains and turning forests to deserts with the power of their combat.
Chien Tang, shocked by the betrayal of his brother, held back, loath to strike down his own brother. And it was only after a long battle and grave wounds that he felt he had no choice and stuck to kill.
He returned home, the death of his brother weighing heavily on him, to discover Jiang Mei, mortally wounded in battle, and dying. Exhausted, wounded, and languishing from poison, did not have the power remaining to save his lovers life. Instead, he made her a promise, and with all the power that remained within him, he set out a path for her soul so that it would not pass into darkness but would return in new life. And as she breathed her last breath he said to her, "Your soul will be reborn in this world, and I will seek you out and exalt you above all others. You will be the voice of Chien Tang for all the ages of the world."