Break the formation, defy the world, rise and fall, turn through the ages.
Fall into corruption, dance wildly, submit, dream an illusion.
This song of life and death, this song of blood and tears, this frenzied song of the world's funeral.
Shatter, rebuild, truth and illusion, establish one's heart.
Judgment, shape dreams, apocalypse, reborn.
Again and again, through reincarnation; again and again, overturning everything and starting anew.
I saved everyone, yet they all died one after another. I wrote eternity with my life, but everything vanished in an instant, like clouds from the past.
Twist, twist, and twist again. What, in the end, is the truth?
Only when I connected everything together did I laugh wildly, and find peace.
This is a performance called Eternity, and Eternity itself will never take its final bow!
Everything in all the worlds is frozen in one eternal moment.
This is my performance. This is the day I return.
Would you witness eternity, too? Or perhaps become eternity?…
A novel with a strong sense of film and television, I look forward to the follow-up...