"Three thousand years ago, I laid down my butcher's knife, entered the path of Buddhism, seeking peace!"
"Yet, despite practicing Buddhism for three thousand years, and reading all the Buddhist scriptures, I have not attained true fruition..."
"Enough, enough, perhaps it's fate that people like me are not meant for the Buddhist path. I might as well abandon Buddhism and venture into the Demonic Path, hahaha! What nonsense about everything being empty, it's all bullshit. Form is not emptiness, emptiness is not form. The myriad connections in this world twist and turn, and only a single blade can seize creation. Only the dead can cross to the other shore. Only in the Bitter Sea can the golden lotus be planted. The defeated are illusions, the victorious are blessed beyond measure..."
