Han Qingshui turned around and gazed at the vast river flowing peacefully in the distance, her eyes hazy and pained.
"In those memories that appeared out of nowhere, I saw a great plan so vast that it could overshadow every era."
"It was a plan called 'All Beings Suffer.'"
"At the origin of that indescribable age, the supreme existence known as the 'Master of All Beings,' who stood far above, at the pinnacle of the heavens, scattered a great will called 'All Beings' across the infinite universes and worlds."
"Across countless spaces, every living being, every insignificant race, could rely on this will of 'All Beings' to gain opportunities and blessings of their own amid that vast bestowal."
At this point, Han Qingshui drew a deep breath, and a tremor she could not conceal began to enter her voice.
"In those memories that constantly echoed and tore at my soul, our Cold Water Village, this weak Water-Bearing Race tucked away in a remote corner, also received unprecedented favor through this opportunity."
"And the most dazzling of these supreme opportunities, the one that filled our entire race with the greatest pride, belonged to that child you just saw, to 'Ci Shui.'"
"Through the pure radiance scattered by 'All Beings,' he awakened a supreme talent unmatched throughout the entire era and obtained a great power called 'Compassion.'"
"What a beautiful, sublime power it was, how it filled people with longing!"
When she spoke the word "Compassion," a gleam of reminiscence and the utmost bitterness flashed together in Han Qingshui's eyes, which were formed of flowing water.
"In the beginning, the village elders and everyone else, myself included, all naively believed that."
"After all, it was 'Compassion'!"
"With no killing, no fighting, only pity and care for all beings, it was surely a