My father took me west to Penglai to seek a cure. After I recovered, he gave in to evil desires and slaughtered the entire Penglai clan for his own gain. After that, the divine physician turned into a witch doctor. Day after day, he carved flesh from my body and scraped my bones, searching for a way to bring the dead back to life. His icy gaze pierced my soul. His hair was white as frost, and his expression was crazed. I resigned myself to my fate and let him use me to test his medicines, watching with my own eyes as he rebuilt flesh and recreated Penglai bit by bit. But on the day he finally completed his great work, I lost my memory.
