Originally a small bird in heaven and earth, why should I bear down on the common people?
But the sun and the moon are fleeting, so why send my thoughts.
Fate flows, karma repays; chance coincides with one's own control.
The immortals are coming to attack!
Escape! Escape! Escape!
The end of the world is the end of the road.
There is no door to hell!
Fight for crossing! Fight for crossing! Fight for crossing!
There are twists and turns, and life comes from desperate situations.
Three thousand avenues, all living things;
I searched diligently and held on,
Just because you said that you come from a distant time and space, which is the ideal city for everyone.
Intention: Become what you want to be