Is there anything in this world worth cherishing?
I'm tired. Going around and around, nothing belongs to me from beginning to end.
However, there are still tens of millions of years. Even if I commit suicide, waking up will be just another rebirth - is this her punishment for me? Punish me for my ruthlessness.
Endless time, endless boredom. However, I still couldn't help but want to commit suicide. What role will it be this time? ——It doesn't matter. I smiled and took the sleeping pills one by one...