There are things mixed together, born innately and on earth. Lonely and desolate, independent and unchanging, walking around as a mother without dying, she can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, so I call it Tao. There is no end to the vast road, and no one can say anything about it. In this world full of possibilities, I see a brand new path of cultivating immortality. Everyone pursues their own "Tao". "I" am not the strongest, but I will stick to my "Tao". I am pedantic, obsessed, and paranoid, and they will all be my "Tao"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
