Xiaodie, I left and went to another world, maybe heaven, maybe hometown, I can't be sure. But wherever it is, it's beautiful. I had to leave because I was a Japanese soldier. Heaven or hometown are both choices that soldiers will not regret.
Nagadao boarded the ship and embarked on the journey back. The sea breeze filled with the fishy smell pierced my nose, and my head began to feel swollen and painful. He began to hate, hate this era, an era of strict national borders and constant wars. The motherland he once loved so much turned out to be ferocious, with teeth and claws bared. But if it weren't for this time, would he have met her?
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