A resolute will, the highest of ideals, and an endless surge of imperial blood that sets the heavens ablaze.
When the Heavenly Dao shatters in my hands, I create reincarnation.
When all worlds collapse, I plant a World Tree to nourish them anew.
There are three thousand Great Daos, but none compare to my thought that makes flowers bloom. A single grain of earth can fill the sea; a single strand of hair can bear ten thousand mountains.
I am the Ancestral Master of the Imperial Dao!
