I, Crazy Pi, Battlefield Artist

[Crazy criticism of beauties + battlefield godhead + cultivating believers + artistic massacre] The eldest sister is the radiant young god of war, and I am just a frail and sick shadow behind her that no one remembers. But overnight, the eldest sister died tragically, and the family was wronged, filled with blood and tears. In despair, I, Gu Jiuyou, awakened the ancient godhead that feeds on fear. Dressed in white, I stepped onto the battlefield where she had shed blood. They all said I was crazy. Yes, I'm crazy. I sang nursery rhymes, and the enemy's most elite cavalry gnawed at each other in hallucinations; I made light of it, and the enemy's strongest city turned into a church of bones. War? No, this is my "consecration." Fail? No, that was just the beginning of "conversion." Soon, the executioners who slaughtered my eldest sister and framed my family will cry, fight, kneel down and kiss the hem of my skirt, worshiping me as the only true god. My name is Gu Jiuyou, a... God.