There are three thousand avenues, each of which is different, and all of them can be enlightened.
They follow their own paths, follow different paths, and go in different directions. Will they eventually reach the same destination?
This is a process in which modern humanistic civilization and ancient mythological civilization collide, impact, blend, and eventually merge.
This is the splendid myth in my heart, the profound prehistoric in my heart.
There is BG, there is BL, there is literature and art, there is complaining, there is falling in love and killing each other, there is being arrogant, and there is the author committing suicide. Virgin pit, tap~~