The way of humanity, the way of Buddha, the way of demons; human nature, Buddha nature, demonic nature.
Born of fate, ended by fate.
Many fated confrontations and cycles of reincarnation are about to unfold.
I remember the night I first came into this world.
Snow fell softly, and the cold moon made no sound.
Before me stretched a vast, desolate world, its loneliness and bleakness washing over me.
Then that person rescued me from the cliff.
He said he was Yi.
He asked, "What are you doing at such a height?"
I giggled, undiminished by beauty that could topple kingdoms.
