I once doted on a concubine and had mutual affection. I can't escape love, let alone hate.
Great Ancestor, I sacrificed everything for you and died in horror.
I looked at the chaotic darkness in front of me and thought about my sorrow and the bitter consequences.
After years of struggling, I am finally tired. Just let it go, let me go from this filth!
I slowly closed my eyes, blood and tears streaming down my face, blurring everything.
If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife...
I will never love anyone again.
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