I am the most beautiful woman in the world. I can win over a city with one smile, and can win over a country with another smile. The graceful posture forced Cleopatra to retreat, and the pure smile shocked King Wu Fucha.
Men drool when they see me, and women say they pity me when they see me.
Conquering others is the easiest thing for me. Any man, to me, is effortless. I want them to live, they live, I want them to die, they die. In front of me, they looked down upon themselves like dust flying all over the sky.
I am also the most troubled woman in the world. Everything comes so easily. All the sincerity is naked in front of you. I am picky, careless, and change my image, but I can't repel the bees and butterflies that are swarming around me.
Men who have seen me no longer love women, women who have seen me no longer love men, my lace edges have become more lace, and gays who have seen me will no longer be gay. Just look at me, people in good health don't have to eat for a year because they are beautiful and delicious. For this reason, the country's catering industry has stagnated and is difficult to develop. And my ideal is to let people all over the world have enough to eat.
This all makes me very miserable.
In order to change this situation, make myself no longer so perfect, leave a way for other men and women in the world to survive, and fight off the world's fanatical pursuit of me, I decided to commit suicide at the moment when the meteor streaked across the sky.