A hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, all for one person.
They say that with a single thought, one can become a Buddha or a demon.
The little white fox at the Buddhist temple fell in love with the monk who saved her.
To save him, she reincarnated a hundred times. Unable to ascend, she carried her memories with her through each rebirth, quietly staying by the monk's side for a hundred lifetimes.
In her final life, the little fox once again gave everything to save him. She gave up all her cultivation and offered him her immortal bones, helping him become a Buddha. After she died, the monk fell into demonic ways. His memories of all a hundred lifetimes returned, and he prayed to Heaven: If there is another life, I would rather betray the Buddha than you. A hundred lifetimes to become a Buddha, and one thought for you.
When they reincarnated again, the monk still didn't remember the little fox. Not wanting him to turn demonic for her sake, she was willing to help him become a Buddha.
The little fox stayed by his side every day. The monk had long since fallen for her, and for her, he left the clergy and broke his vows. After a hundred lifetimes of devotion, his love was finally returned.
The little fox: "Master, we were never meant to be like this. I only wish to help you become a Buddha, and I do so willingly."
The monk: "Little fox, for a hundred lifetimes I became a Buddha and never betrayed him. For the rest of my life, I will never betray you."
"Master, forget me. Please, forget me..."
The little fox sealed the monk's memories. She was afraid, torn by anguish, and didn't want him to become a demon. The love he'd returned after a hundred lifetimes, and the hope she'd cherished every day, had become shackles binding her.
"In this final life, I'll help you become a Buddha once more, and then we'll part ways."
But in the end, the monk followed his heart. The memories of a hundred lifetimes slowly returned, and his long-dormant love blossomed. Their names had long been carved into the Three Lives Stone. Seeing her fear of loss and inner torment, the monk coaxed her day after day, patiently drawing her closer until she could no longer leave him.
