Fantastic Dreamer

Cloudy days, rainy days, typhoon days. My name is Linfeng, but my dream is like paper soaked by rain, decaying silently. A mask sent anonymously is my only disguise. Wearing it, I can face the world calmly; taking it off, I am still the loser who even finds it difficult to breathe. They say that times have changed, spiritual energy has revived, and geniuses have emerged. And I just put on my mask in a panic, trying to hide for a moment longer in that selection with millions of people watching - Hiding my ability to hear the sad wishes of all living beings, To hide my hair that gets a little grayer every time I use my true power. The radiant SSS-level genius in their eyes, With me in front of the mirror, my vitality is constantly draining away. Which one is the illusion that needs to be exposed?