It was originally very humble, with a fat and disgusting body that could only move forward by squirming. But suddenly one day a gorgeous figure flashed before his eyes, so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. Someone told it that it was a butterfly.
So it really weaves a cocoon and waits for its own cocoon to emerge.
But it forgets that not everything has that qualification.
Not everyone can bear the pain of transformation.
So it bit the cocoon, tore off its formed wings, and hid in the remaining cocoon. It was in so much pain that it even lost the strength to squirm...