“The day I was born, everyone in town celebrated by losing three years of their lives.
The day I came of age, the red wedding silk was soaked in blood. My bride became a dried corpse, still frozen with her mouth shaped around the words ‘I do.’
The day I became emperor, all living beings knelt and begged for immortality. I granted them eternal sleep.
People curse me as a tyrant, a demon king, the god of death.
I’m only waiting
waiting for someone who can kill me.
If he doesn’t come soon,
then let all living beings die first.”
