The Underworld's Employee of the Year

Legend has it that after death, people travel to the underworld. The road from the human world to the underworld is called the Yellow Springs, and both sides of it are covered in flowers of the other shore. At the end of the road is a river called the River of Forgetfulness. Across the river stands a bridge called the Bridge of Helplessness. After crossing it, you come to a stone platform called the Terrace of Remembrance. Beside the terrace lives an old woman named Meng Po. Every soul that arrives there receives a bowl of Meng Po's soup and forgets its past. Beside the River of Forgetfulness lies a stone called the Three Lives Stone. They say that if you gaze into it, you can see what you looked like in a previous life. Cause and effect follow one another: the causes of a past life, the consequences of this life, and the bonds of the next. Destiny turns in an endless cycle. Bonds begin and end, and another life begins anew. Yet not every soul is willing to set foot on the road to the underworld. A human life lasts no more than a fleeting hundred years, yet it holds too many joys and sorrows, and too many unfinished wishes. Too many attachments keep souls from returning, leaving countless lonely ghosts to wander the human world. So there are ghost messengers who travel between the worlds of the living and the dead, ferrying souls onward and heeding the will of Heaven. And I am one of them. I know nothing of my past, ask nothing of this life, and make no plans for the next. I've witnessed too many joys and sorrows, too many partings in life and death, yet I remain right where I am. The Yellow Springs has two shores: one for life, one for death. For countless years, I've sat at the head of the bridge, listening to the dead weep and watching the living smile. In the end, every grudge and passion, every joy and sorrow, will fade away like smoke, and none of it has anything to do with me. I've walked the Yellow Springs and crossed the Bridge of Helplessness, but I don't know where I should look from the Terrace of Remembrance. The Three Lives Stone cannot reveal my past, and my name is nowhere in the Book of Life and Death. Wangchuan is the name I gave myself.