It's more like the key of the great river descended from the heavens, a key that spans across the sky and pacifies the world.
They shattered the mortal realm, slaughtered the immortals, with a key in hand they chopped through the nine heavens.
If there are no true immortals in the world, they wish to wield the key and become celestial themselves.
The keyboard existed before heaven did, they rant against the sky and slay gods and immortals.
And very soon, they drew more people into their ranks.
At first, some remembered what they were arguing about.
But as time passed, no one could remember anymore.
All they remembered was: Spray!
Counter spray!
Using crude language to counter fierce remarks!
With the words of Zaun to resist the declarations of hunting horses!
When it's spectacular, it's summarized in one word—
Fuck!
Concise and profound, yet overwhelmingly powerful.
But Jason couldn't see, he just felt inexplicably some heat rising within him.