The Supreme End

The Supreme Sutra of Creation, the path to the Great End.

Heedless of the bones of the living, the way is severed for those who come after.

Trample the peaks, shatter them, bury the ancient bones. Desire is a life that refuses to yield.

Life is beset by countless trials. How many have died, only to be reborn? It begins as light and dust, then scatters into the mortal world. How many beloveds, confidants, and kindred spirits have been buried along the Great Way?

Where does the road lie? How should one walk it? How can one walk it?