Beauty Is Not a Disaster

The Father made me a map of human skin, He told me to find a good man and entrust him to him, and finally overthrew the hegemony of a feudal society that abused the people, but I couldn't resist the imperial power that wanted to cover up its ugliness. Plan for me to become a ten thousand year old red demon, Oppressing me and trapping me like a caged beast, To protect everyone, I am willing to suffer humiliation alone and taste it in silence. ... Beauty is not a disaster. It is easy for a beauty to take the blame, but it is difficult to abandon love. Since ancient times, women have been passionate.