There are lies we tell which do little to no harm. And lies we tell that hide secrets. Secrets that are never meant to see the light of day. Enduring lies, after all, aren't built around happy events; they're there to erase the evil we want, or need, to stay hidden. So stories are created, built to house the lies. To hide the lies. 1) The Yiling Lauzu was eaten by ravenous fierce corpses. Or blown into teeny pieces when he destroyed the Tiger Seal. 2) The twin jades' parents marriage was a tragic love story. The stories were lies. TW: There are multiple attempts at suicide mentioned as well as rape. If these upset you for whatever reason, please do not read this piece.