I was originally a mortal in this world. After spending nineteen spring and autumn years in the vast world, my hometown was flooded and I could not escape. Before I died, my eyes were shrouded in dazzling golden light. A man who claimed to be the Immortal of Shushan saved me from the raging flood and went up to nine heavens.
He was floating in the clouds and asked me if I would go with him and stay in Shushan.
I looked at the torrential flood beneath my feet, and my family and furniture disappeared with the water. I was the only one left in the world, and it seemed that there was no one, nothing, or anything worthy of nostalgia.
I knelt down in front of him, a man of immortality, and promised in a low voice that I would go with him to Shushan.
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