The cold has lasted for thousands of years, and the separation has remained the same for thousands of years. Demons have demon ways, spirits have spiritual methods, people have no true feelings, love has no conscience, robbing people is king, betrayal has no reason, hate has no reason, love needs a reason, life is entangled in countless contradictions, and collapses in the entanglement.
With a little bit of Eastern fantasy, a touch of Western magic, and a hint of Nordic mythology, I just want to write a feeling, a feeling that can be constantly adjusted.