The world is not black and white
In the gap between light and darkness, a fence of order is built.
You and I, old enemies or the same kind, coexist in this city.
Others call him "Gray Owl", who turns his back on white and borrows fire from black, just to light a stable lamp.
Maintaining the survival of the majority is the only justice.
As for the means, whether they are black or white is up to anyone's opinion.
Black and white, from beginning to end, there is me in you, and you in me.
Gray owl——
White does not touch the heart, black does not stain the bones.
