The flowers on the other shore are blooming across the other shore, thousands of miles away, the smoke and waves are constantly blowing, the flowers on the other shore are blooming, but you are no longer there...
How is it? How about a demon? So what about the devil?
Is it the rules of heaven or fate that cannot be avoided?
Is my existence for "tribulation" or for that one word "fate"?
Intent: Borrow traditional mythological and historical stories as well as stories of supporting characters and side plots to write stories between gods and demons, with mythological stories as the background a