She was born into obscurity, covered in wounds, and had long since accepted that she was an ordinary person.
The arrival of a young man gave her a genuine chance to grow.
To rid herself of her weakness, she ruthlessly tore out her heartstrings.
At last, she became a supreme god.
Cold and merciless, abandoned by all, she slaughtered the nine regions.
With a single thought, she took control of the reproduction of everyone in the world.
She would slowly wear this world down until it died.
But in the end, she was defeated by human nature, and by the fate that had long been written.
He, chosen by destiny to save the world, had outmaneuvered her.
Once again, she had a weakness.
He fulfilled his mission, but forever lost his faith in himself.
As she lay dying, she smiled at him and said, "You still lost to me."
