Thousands of years ago, Pluto, who should have been wiped out in the war between heaven and earth, was reincarnated into the human world.
I went down to the next world to find you, so what's the point if I can find you?
I have forgotten everything in this world, but why can't I leave behind the deep-rooted feelings and sorrows?
It's just ridiculous. These tens of thousands of years of reincarnation and tens of thousands of years of lovesickness are just a long dream.