$PI Let us start from zero in accordance with the heavenly cycle of reincarnation... From the very beginning, it was wild and unrestrained, a grand hall floating in the sky. It was destined to collapse, collapse after collapse... until returning to the origin. If from the start it was a graveyard for empty promises, the final outcome is to be completely drained, discarded after use, and betrayed like a donkey after grinding the millstone. Becoming a salted vegetable in a game within a game.