Resentful Ghost X Heavenly Master

I died on July 14th and was buried in an unknown mass grave without even a wooden plaque engraved with my name. Before I died, I thought that as long as people stick to their duties and treat others gently, they can always gain some dignity. It wasn't until those people tore off the mask of gentleness and pushed me into the mud and rubbed it over and over again that I understood the principles of this world. Kindness is like a knife, weakness is like fish, only hatred can be turned into a sharp blade and split open this pickled sky. So, I put on a red dress and turned into a resentful ghost. Intention: love in the next life