There is a place of death, a way for the soul to return.
Eight hundred miles, no flowers and no leaves
The yellow sand is everywhere, flowing continuously
----hence the name Huangquan
I don't understand love in the world. I only know that whether they are humans or gods, they all have strong desires. Humans can achieve their goals by any means necessary for their own ambitions; gods, because of their status, regard all living beings as ants.
I am neither a god nor a human being. I am just an existence that transcends any realm. I am just me...