The gears of fate are already turning,
At this moment, countless parallel lines intersect here.
The kings of old are not yet gone,
The future monarch has already set off.
Mourning for this world that is about to be destroyed,
Although it is now extremely corrupt.
Do you always believe that the world is gentle?
Not even for a moment did you question whether you should exist here?
Question it, there is no doubt that this is the truth of the world.
The Creator has abandoned His children,
The only thing we can rely on is each other.
Intention: When a person witnesses a diverse world, can he still maintain the true nature of his soul?