On the day of canonization, the gods ascended.
Only I voluntarily fell into the abyss and guarded the demons for thousands of years.
I was once the naive boy in Qingshan Village who only knew how to hunt.
I have a sister who can knit red ropes, a master who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, a brother who shares half of my pill, and a girl who always calls me Hanhan.
Later.
My sister became a handful of loess.
The master fell into a pool of blood.
The brothers were buried in the sunset.
The girl who said she would stay with me forever died in my arms.
They are all gone.
Only I live.
Lived for thousands of years.
It turns out that immortality has never been a gift.
This is the heaviest punishment God has given me.
My name is Chu An.
I guarded the world.
But I couldn't keep anyone I wanted to keep.
Intention: What is the purpose of cultivating immortality?