『It has been three lifetimes. Do you still remember me?』
Across three lifetimes of wandering, it feels as though she and I were cursed by the Heavenly Dao. Entangled through two past lives, we were ultimately left grasping for what we could never obtain, filled only with the bitter sorrow of parting. With great difficulty in this lifetime, I keep watch in a snowbound wooden cabin—transforming into a fox to protect her by night and tending to our pair of children by day—yet a heavy weight always presses upon my heart. I have lived through countless ages, but her lifespan is pitifully fragile; I fear she will not make it past thirty. Even if I lay down formations to shut out the strifes of the Three Realms, I cannot defy the will of the Heavenly Dao. Though she is within arm's reach, every passing moment haunts me with the dread that this peaceful life will sooner or later be torn apart by fate. Would you be willing to listen to me speak of this inescapable destiny?
Three lifetimes made me realize that playing the villain is the only true way!