"A long time ago, the heaven and the earth were not divided, and the pure and turbid were one, which was called chaos."
"There is a spirit in the chaos. Its shape is indescribable, and its power is boundless. Light and darkness, good and evil, life and death, all the opposites are in it, endlessly entangled, and integrated."
"Later, there was a huge force that created the heaven and the earth. The pure ones ascended to become the sky, and the turbid ones sank to become the earth. The chaos was torn apart, and the spirit was also divided."
"Light and darkness separate, white and black appear. However, the division is not the end. The Spirit is divided into two, but each carries a part of the quality of chaos."
"One of them still wants to believe that there can be goodwill in order. He believes that although it is difficult to define, it is not impossible. When he sees the light after separation, he wants to get close to that warmth, even if he is still soaked in the background of chaos. Get close to that warmth, feel that warmth... Feel the ups and downs..."
"And the other... He is used to the tearing and pain of separation, and feels that the so-called light and darkness, good and evil are just illusory webs woven by fragile creatures for themselves. He sees through the disguise, laughs at the reality beneath the surface, and believes that chasing absolute definitions is a kind of stupidity. He is more willing to... Be a spectator, or, when necessary, pop those delicate bubbles with his own hands. He is an extremely cruel executor, and also a spectator who believes that everything is mirrored..."
They "fell into the altar" and came to Douluo Continent...
Came to this place...
However, the place and direction they throw will be different, but in the end they will all reach a terminal...
And what will that end be?
It doesn't matter to the two of them...
Purpose: People always believe in karma, and if you do something wrong, you will not survive... However, not everyone will swallow the karma. You cannot define the good or bad of a person, just like the world is beautiful, but the inside seems to be rotten...
The most important thing for a person is just a trip to this world. Be yourself and be a perfect self. The only one you can control is yourself...