$PI Let us start from 0 in accordance with the cycle of heaven and earth. From the beginning it was wild and fantastical, a grand hall suspended in the air. Destined to collapse, collapse upon collapse... until returning to the origin. If from the start it was just a graveyard of pie-in-the-sky promises, the ultimate result would be stripped bare and discarded, like a horse unloaded and killed. Becoming the pickled vegetables trapped in a game within a game.