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210 years seemed like an eternity.
Under normal circumstances, no one would concern themselves with matters 210 years in the future. Emperors throughout the ages pursued the glory of "ten thousand autumns," having their subjects chant "long live the Emperor" daily, yet only a few legendary ancient monarchs lived past a century.
This was an irony.
Everyone knew it was impossible, yet they continued lying to fulfill some grandiose psychological satisfaction, revealing a glimpse of humanity's pitiful nature.
Perhaps some would argue that these titles were akin to wishing someone a long life, but wish the Emperor to live for a hundred years and see if he wouldn't have your head for it.
