The Peach Blossom Demon

[Written to unwind, just scribbling as I please, updated irregularly]

Blurb:

I am a tree that picks its own tree.

I came from another world.

I really like sleeping.

I grew up in the abyss.

Later, I discovered this was a cultivation world.

I kept growing in the soil all the same.

Sprouting, growing leaves, blooming, shedding leaves.

The seasons turn in cycles.

Life goes on endlessly.

And so I live,

leisurely and at ease,

free and carefree.

Theme: I want to sleep until the end of time.