The Human Sage
The bitter winds still howl as they once did, the branches sway the same I remember,
Yet I return from the depths of Purgatory, and Heaven shall not block me.
Not Heaven, nor men, nor earth below,
My Dao is intact through and through.
Once I was feared, now I am one among many,
Within the vicissitudes of Fate, I escape, and plot
Heavenly Dao shall prostrate, the world should worship
The Great Slaughter starts, and I, the Devil, returns!