From the moment he opened his eyes, he had red eyes, silver hair, and black hidden wings. His perfect and neutral appearance was covered with an empty soul. Who I am?
Ancient songs, unknown legends. He will turn back on his master, eat your flesh, drink your blood; embrace his soul and bear his power. ． ．
Since the confession of the truth, the lifting of the spiritual shield, and the disappearance of the master... He also wants to have a truly fulfilling soul, and he also wants to have the power to defy heaven and destroy the world and resist gods. ． ．
God is shouting, I am calling, blinding your eyes and blinding your heart. ． ．
In the name of the King of Dolls, I formally invite you to join us. Welcome to this carnival that belongs exclusively to dolls. It is an honor to be the delicacy of this dark night banquet. ． ． ． ． ．