It turns out that people who have suffered for too long will subconsciously grasp for warmth.
In the three thousand floating world, three thousand sufferings, I was abandoned by all living beings. I had no compassion, no joy and no peace. I fell into the lightless abyss and was buried in the deserted tomb of silence. Only you cut through the darkness and reached out your hand desperately to pull me up. You are not the light, but the light that I can touch.
Have you ever seen the fall of light, beautiful and grand, sad but powerless.
Intention: Attack and receive mutual salvation.