Cleansing the Dust, Bringing Order to the World

The Heavenly Way is cold, the Earthly Way is heavy, and the Human Way is muddy. They were not born this way. Human desires have plastered layer upon layer over them. Where can this world go from here?

The Kitchen God once concerned himself only with the fire, and Lady Taode once concerned herself only with taking root. Those who have knelt for too long have worn their wishes thicker and thicker, until the gods can no longer hear the voice right in front of them. The Seven Ghosts are the residue of resentment left unreceived; the survivors are the dying embers of obsessions that have yet to fade. And the so-called Three Ways of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity... they have merely been crushed beneath the weight.

I will no longer beg the Kitchen God to make my choices for me. I have my own path. I hope you all enjoy it.