They thought I was dead and were showing off in front of my tombstone.
But I don't know that I will break through these nine trials and return to the world.
When I return to my old place as a mortal.
Bury my scumbags? Your luck is over.
The beloved who sheds all my tears? You must wait patiently for my return.
This time, I am no longer a chess piece, but a chess player.
Intention: The end point of redemption is not to forgive others, but to finally let go of the self that is trapped in the past.