The Phoenix Cries in the Endless Abyss

She wears a red gown and newly applied makeup, her eyes clouded with sorrow. With one graceful sweep of her sleeve, she is peerlessly elegant. Unable to let go of a century-old bond, she ultimately falls beyond redemption, plunging into the depths of hell. After rivers of blood have flowed, she finally sees the truth: if you do not become a Buddha, I will not become a demon. Can you love me?