[This year, you collected a total of three million eight hundred thousand drops of Spiritual Liquid!]
[You entered the Slaughter Battlefield, walking on the desolate red soil.]
[The only thing guiding your way was the red moon above your head.]
[Along the way, the strength of the lost members of the Demon Race you encountered grew stronger.]
[From Demon Kings to Demon Emperors... and finally to Legendary Level Demonic Beasts...]
[The red moon in front of you grew larger and larger until it eventually became the size of a millstone...]
[As you delved deeper into the Slaughter Battlefield, your negative emotions intensified.]
[At first, you could withstand them, but in the end, you could only occasionally take a Serenity Pill to maintain your state.]
[Finally, after an unknown amount of time...]
[You came to a fork in the road, but you had lost your talent for human-shaped navigation and didn't know which path to take.]