When life has been sublimated into endlessness, the potential loneliness has also been sublimated into endlessness along with life. Yes, there is no end to life. The price of eternal life is to survive and reproduce in a dirty pit of darkness and bright red forever. Eternal life made me forget everything. I forgot my name, but I couldn't forget his name and that smile that made people unable to escape. If life must be spent in endless loneliness, I am willing to let the hell fire that spurts out with the opening of the door of hell to burn myself up the moment the door of hell opens.