The world is filled with righteous energy, but that has nothing to do with me. I may be an immortal, but my mind is full of impure thoughts. I have connections up above, but I have no desire to become a full-fledged immortal and return to the celestial ranks. I just want to keep the big shots happy, earn a little extra on the side, marry the woman of my dreams, and settle into a happy retirement as a winner in life. But those troublesome old geezers keep sending gorgeous women to my room every day. Who could possibly put up with that?!
