All living beings suffer, so I, who was born a bad person, must be killed.
But they never imagined that the sins I owed and the resentment I had gathered turned me into a fierce ghost.
I've had enough of this life of shouting, shouting, and hiding, so I decided to go back to the past and change everything.
I succeeded,
In the past, I had family, friends, and lovers.
He was even regarded as a great benefactor. Heaven, Hell, and Buddhism are all vying for it. All glory abounds.
But I'm so jealous, why? They are obviously the same person, but she is living so well.
That's right!
I am jealous of myself, and I am worthy of being called a born evil by the world.
Jealousy changed me beyond recognition and I put on a mask.
Messenger of justice, cut off my mask.
I covered my face and laughed twice, revealing the face that looked exactly like the leader of the Righteous Path.
"I almost forgot what I looked like."
