Resentment and injustice are common existences in the world of humans and ghosts. They cannot be dissipated or left.
From the finite to the infinite, I hate both. In the end, I became an infinite life, listened to the story with an ending, took away the soul that should repay the debt, and canceled the resentment that could not be resolved.
I didn't realize that there are more than just two realms in the world, but actually seven realms. The seven realms will be in chaos, and a new pattern will emerge.
And who am I? Who do they know about me?
I came from the human world and will eventually return to the human world, but I have nowhere to go.