After watching the colorful lives of countless generations, seeing people struggle in this mortal world, deceiving and scheming against one another for the inexplicable pursuit of power and money, I can't help but wonder: after death, all that's left is a handful of earth. What is the point?
Some devote their whole lives to love without regret. Others crave power and love beauty, yet love their kingdom more. Beauty loves heroes, but what makes someone beautiful, and what makes someone a hero?
Some cultivate in pursuit of immortality, only to spend ten thousand years alone before dying in solitude. Why care so much about living forever? And why am I alive in this world?
I have pondered it bitterly, but cannot see through it. Must I experience the mortal world to understand? Will its dazzling splendor blind me? Will the warmth and cruelty of human relationships take root in my heart? What is the mortal world, and what is life?
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