My four disciples and I fought the Heavenly Demon in a fierce battle that ended in a draw.
I had definitely died, but when I awoke, my beloved disciples were waiting for me in a place called an academy.
The disciples didn't remember me at first, but after gradually regaining their memories, they began to recall everything.
“Master, why are you running away?”
“Have you forgotten... our promise?”
“We won't let you go anymore.”
“We'll stay by your side again. This time... forever.”
My disciples began to grow obsessed with me.