I remember, I was a child who shouldn’t have been born, a wrong start. All living beings in the world have souls. If there is no soul, there will be no body. Some souls are born humble and some are noble. Ordinary spirits are born of some aura in the mountains and rivers, which are pitifully rare. Those who can’t feel aura are mortals. And I, the son of immortals and mortals, was a disaster left over from the moment when he traveled the earth before he usurped the throne and ascended the throne.