[Standing in the clouds, looking down at the earth, parting the clouds and mist, looking for my past self. Then let your past self stand on the horizon and look up to see your future self.
I think this is fate. It allowed me to see so much of myself, which was great.
The world is not bright. It was pale, with a little bloodshot streaks on its back. Will people panic when it wakes up?
The flame of revenge burns, and the pale soul awakens.