The Origin of Shiyuan

I am alone in the remote mountains. Knowingly knowing the tiger, it salivates, licks its claws, and grinds its teeth. The grass and fishy flowers do not hide the bones, but the soul lies and asks questions. Saying this, it is difficult to follow the wrong path! Mountains of skeletons, forests of bones, flesh and mud, and endless words, are just seas of blood and mountains of corpses. Looking for a safe place, my homeland.