Once upon a time, I lost myself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is tormented by the unsatisfactory life like an outcast of the world.

However, when I suddenly entered this world of witches and demons, I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

However, fate did not give me too many options.

From the initial trembling and uneasiness, to the later indifference and habituation.

I've fought demons, I've fought ghosts.

I have entered the deep mountains and old forests, and I have entered and exited the altar of hell.

I have seen the sorrows of the powerful, and I have witnessed the joys of mortals.

I used to be obsessed with love, crazy, hurt, hate, but I still love the world.

I am not a saint, and I am not a hero with great sentiments. It's just that fate chose me to inherit the shaman's legacy, and I want to pass it on.

When you're walking and chatting with your family in the evening, I'm probably fighting countless demons in some cave.

When you kiss me or me at night or have sweet dreams, I may be in hell fighting demons.

As you begin your day with the rising sun, I may have just finished a night of fighting and fell down and dozed off.

Initially, I cried and withdrew, and I also wanted to live a normal life. However, maybe it was fate, maybe it was the resonance in the depths of my soul. I actually walked down one step at a time.

Now I am clothed in clothes and shoes, walking the world, watching the wind blow and flowers falling, tasting coarse tea and spirits, and watching the joys and sorrows of the world.

Now I am peaceful, no desire and no seeking, in the chess game, I put pen to the mountains and rivers, thinking about the ancient and modern sages.

If I hadn't gone home to heal my heart, I might never have come into contact with the unfathomable shamanic world.

If it weren't for the person I once loved and hated, I might be a little god in the countryside, marry a wife and have children, and spend my life in a down-to-earth and ordinary way.

If it weren't for those bizarre encounters and experiences between life and death, I might never have experienced the sadness of life and death.

There will be no ifs in this world, time will not go back, and I have already accepted all this. So, I'm enjoying my life right now.

Alone, walking the world, although lonely and lonely, sometimes even if I die, no one in this world will care, and no one will remember my existence, but compared with the sinister heart, I am more willing to deal with demons and monsters.

The human heart is the most sinister root in this world.

In the future, I don't care where I am or what I do.

I don't want to be too fate.

Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky.