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The gods are dead, the hell is empty. The five defilements scourge the world, the six desires scorch the heart. Seven killings sit upon fate, eight directions come to pay homage. Nine fears burn to destruction, tenfold perfection is complete. Wearing a human skin to disguise himself, Lighting a red candle to walk by the abyss at night. ...Be careful, there is no one ahead.