If you were born with a stain, would you still be qualified to embrace this world?
If you were born into dust, would you still be qualified to sing and cry?
[The arrogant and mean-mouthed Yama Gong×The Holy Mother's Melancholy and Mild God's Suffering]
[Supporting Role: Judge×Zouyinpo]
The little Huichen god who was nourished by misfortune and grew up is greedy for the world, but his existence brings endless joys and sorrows to the world.
Parents, friends... All the people he loved or loved him eventually got bad luck,
"It turns out... The vast world cannot hold even a tiny speck of dust."
"I don't care about the destiny of the country or anything like that..."
"Do I really... Don't care?"
But it was a pair of hands from hell that twice pulled him out of eternal damnation.
"What exactly does it mean to be in charge of life and death?"
Whether it's conspiracy or conspiracy, or rejection and betrayal,
He was always the idiot who just wanted everything to be okay.
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Purpose: There is no cure for the chronic diseases of life. Are you still willing to be that martyr?