The water is as clear as a demon
There is no destined infatuation in the world
But that look transcended light years
In the Three Thousand Realms, we are all young
A wish to give up the demon elixir, and together they will mark the passing of hundreds of years
A person willing to give up his skin just to be like her
Human monsters end up in different paths, and the world is unkind
Unguessable beginning and ending
Intention: