Three Begets All.
Ryu stared off into the distance, and he felt something stirring up inside of him. Across all his lives, his Temperaments were different, his thoughts, his dreams, his aspirations, they were all different. He had attempted to go against the Heavens many times before, and to varying degrees of success.
Sometimes he never left the Mortal Realms at all. Sometimes he would manage to become a Dao God and die many billions of years later.
Sometimes he would be a force for good, bringing brightness to the world. Sometimes he would be the greatest evil, doing things that even the current him would never dream of doing.
However, in all of these lives, there seemed to be certain things he could never do, no matter how many times he reincarnated.
Before, he had wanted to latch onto these things, trying to find a common line between them all that made Ryu, Ryu.