In tranquil times, every little thing seems insignificant. A lollipop, a bottle of wine, a firework display—like ripples on the water surface, all changes are minuscule, slow, and controllable. At this time, no one perceives the trajectory of fate, believing it's just a daily routine.
Only when misfortune erupts like a nuclear chain reaction, starting from a single atom and exploding exponentially, do people suddenly find themselves caught in fate's grip.
This so-called fate often manifests as misfortune.