Throughout my life, I have been searching for myself. Many years later, when I sat on the throne of God and looked down at the territory of the ministers with cold eyes, my heart was never full. In the quiet of the night, I would occasionally dream of returning to the cold palace, or feel inexplicable healing in the sound of the wind or the awe-inspiring sword energy of a young man.
There is no way to find a way to the ruthless palace, but to bury the emperor's family. What is my life for? Who will you promise in the next life? How many heroic souls have become the withered bones of my achievements.
Power is nothing more than a betrayal. If I had known that the story of you all trying your best to protect me would end in such loneliness, I don't know if I would have told it firmly without regrets.
Encounter, sin, fate... Every growth is a murder. Under the rule of not growing up or being destroyed, I won the world and killed myself.