(No harem, no system, no routines, specializing in one eye and ten lines) The wheel of history is rolling forward, and human life is like grass, falling like platycodon in autumn.
People who are suffering, if you want to live, please call my name. If there is no God, then I am the only true God.
If the world has color, it must be red. Let me end this game of divine moves.
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