Sanzang: Burying Heaven, Earth, Gods, and Buddhas

I transmigrate into Tang Sanzang and get bound to a Requiem System.

I walk, and I bury.

I bury the resentment of nine lifetimes.

I bury injustice.

I bury false Buddhas.

I bury my old self.

I bury bloodlust.

I bury wicked magic.

I bury hypocritical refinement.

As I keep burying, I realize

What I’ve buried are other people’s shackles.

What remains is my own path.