[We are all repeating a losing game.
The Jedi Heaven is a lie, and the Eight Pillars of Heaven are a prison.
On a rainy night when she was eleven years old, Ye Qiuyu became an orphan. Fifteen years later, as an ordinary person, she was forced to be involved in a conspiracy of ancient gods.
Sacrifice is hidden in the rag doll, and lovesickness is trapped in the ancient jade pendant. The dusty diary is filled with unexpressed longings and persistence.
It is a chess piece, a sacrifice, a relic, an obsession, and a refusal to admit defeat.
Life is full of grass and spring. Comes like wind and rain, goes like dust.
Fighting against God is like a worm shaking a tree, but I have to find a way out.
Intention: If one day I choose to die, it will be my free will, rather than succumbing to some damn fate.
