This is a black story, and it is hidden in my heart without saying a word. But I am always worried that this quiet beast will occasionally go crazy, break out of the prison of the soul, and destroy the entire world. Finally, I released him - I had done too much guarding and imprisoning, and I was tired of it. Why not let him come out and break the shackles of this world for me? I said, let it go. It's a best option probably.