Are You Crazy? You Call This Butcher of Nations a Savior?

I was once the crown prince of a fallen kingdom, condemned by a hundred nations. My infamy was unmatched, and I endured the Hundred Nations' Whipping of Demons. In the imperial dungeon, a peerless villain passed on all his life's power to me, asking only that I grasp the truth of "equality among all living beings." After I was released, I went mad. At times I was lucid, remembering the depth of my crimes; at times I was delirious, unable to bear seeing the people suffer. And so, this troubled age gained a madman. When Jin Nan was torn by civil strife, I held back an entire army alone. When two nations went to war, I seized the commander's banner with my bare hands. They called me insane and feared my strength, never knowing that every person I saved made the blood clot in my mind grow worse. Until the princess of Xiang Mu treated me with golden needles and softly asked, "Are you trying to atone like this because you want to die, or because you want to live?" I stared blankly at the sky. So this path of compassion began with unspeakable evil and ended in madness.