When he slowly lowered the curtain, I was the greedy cup of disaster transformed by the wandering obsession of the ancient bird. I was also the deceased Murong Jin, the only emperor of the Xuan Kingdom. I painted the world half for good and half for evil. I sewed my youth together to make a wedding dress for others with detailed descriptions of love, hate, madness, and anger. I also made up half of their tombstones for others. In the end, I just wanted to get drunk.