A reincarnated grandmaster, master of a singular, esoteric craft, whose very profession entangled him with the shades of the departed, found himself trapped in a love destined only for sorrow. Yet, his teaching hall thrived; disciples flocked to him, nurturing his lineage from barren soil to towering strength. It was a stark duality: to chronicle the cosmic ebb and flow of specters, where the chill wind sighed a mournful note to the midnight flute’s keen sorrow; and to chart the boundless, yet fragile, terrain of human affection—a destined meeting, an inevitable parting, ending in a desolate expanse of tears, for the road between the living and the dead had been irrevocably severed, tearing the heart in two.