This world is so unbearable. Bai Zhen is dead, Mantian is dead, and now even the sorrow is leaving me. The darkness I thought was full of the call of dawn, the light I thought is full of haze powder, my God! You call yourself God, but after a long time, you actually think that you are really God. This day, it's time to change someone.
Intention: May all the good things not fall into dust