Chaos, two poles.
The ancient gods withered, and the earth gods awakened.
Love is a creation, strange and eternal.
[Nine Souls]:
i love you,
Give all your body,
Blasphemy the gods,
White bones turn to ashes,
Never look back.
………………
Tens of millions of years later, I will see Buddha again, holding my sword and smiling.
"The reincarnation of cause and effect and retribution are clear. Could it be that generations follow a predetermined track and there is never any possibility of change?"
Master, Xia Hun, and me.
Generations are destined to end like this.
When the Buddha saw that I was in great mourning, he only held me with his loving eyes and sighed, "I'm a fool, I'm a fool."
I cried, and for three days there was water pouring from the sky in the West Pole. The green lotus in the distance trembled slightly, and all its petals withered.
After the heavy rain, blue and light things enveloped thousands of remaining petals. On the lotus pond, all the greed, anger and ignorance in heaven and earth are reflected.
That is fog, fate, and calamity.