That broken girl destroyed the world.
She handed me the sickle, smiled and said, "That's good."
Is this okay?
No
I can't accept this ending
Come and restart it all - even if you lose all your memories.
When I woke up, the world was so strange that it made me laugh. The girl who admired me left without saying goodbye, and the double-faced god of death walked with me carrying a sickle. I don't know who I am or where she went. I only know that the old pocket watch on my chest is still running.
Destiny pushed me into one story after another.
Every step I take, I remember something.
Every time I think about it, I get closer to that "non-existent future".
--Until he found her. Forever.
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