It was a terribly chaotic age... and one of the darkest times in my life.
By chance, I met a fox spirit girl. Like a little angel, she saved me when I was trapped in darkness...
I... think I've fallen for her.
But... she's a fox spirit... Should I believe that humans and spirits belong to separate worlds?
No! Meeting her was fate, a bond written in the stars. Even if fate says we can't be together, I refuse to accept it... I never will...
Does being a fox spirit mean your fate is destined to be extraordinary? Are you going to bow to it? No... I can't. Absolutely not. I haven't even bowed to my own fate...
Do you... believe in fate? Please believe me. We'll meet again. We definitely will...
Is this... an illusion? Or was everything just a dream?
Please tell me softly: years from now, will we meet again in this vast sea of people?
At this moment, I saw you with my own eyes... and realized that I was no longer worthy of you... Perhaps this is fate. This truly is fate... I... really seem powerless to change it...
Love has no reason. Why define it by worldly conventions?
Fate brought us together, and our meeting seems to have set the wheel of destiny turning in the heavens above...
