Your Majesty, Please Go to the West

[Group portrait & single heroine & strong background & not brainless & evil god & slow popularity] "I came to this world once, just to be free." I wandered in this world at a loss, and my ethereal persistence made me yearn for freedom. Along the way, I have seen the clear and bright moon above mountains of swords and seas of blood, digging in and out of the faith tribes of major organizations, stirring up troubles, coming back to win in desperate games, and turning the tide. I spoke loudly all the way, not afraid of the people in the sky, smashing the floating clouds and falling in disorder, leaning on the tall building to be the green jade banished immortal. The intruders set fire to the river with no scruples. I grabbed the green mountains with my sword and stood on the top of the mountain. I carried my life's unrestrained spirit and felt the loneliness in the world. The wind was noisy and the cold was unbearable at high places. When the obsession is gone, the people who should not have died return from hell, the ice and snow fall and bury everything, and the world will forget it. … This book is just about the sadness of a caged bird that was locked under the four corners of the sky. After paying the price, it folded its wings and landed on the bright moon on the branches outside the wall, but it was still under the sky.