While the rest walk on the destined path he alone treaded on the treacherous one drowning in his own darkness Pitch-black tongues of fire flickered in his heart dancing on his fingertips flames potent enough to burn away the light itself Whenever his sword undressed from scabbard it pierced through
An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil nor do they care about the distinction between black and white They do not ask what is right or wrong and consider all living things as dogs In spite of everything Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve Any being who
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