In five hundred years of reincarnation, I have never met you again.
My magic power has been exhausted, my soul has been lost, and you are gone, so what do I care about?
If you want to be isolated from the world, but you can't do it, you might as well turn it into a wisp of smoke and let it go.
He had no choice but to jump off a cliff, but instead of dying, he forgot everything and lived in seclusion in the mountains...