Love is a thing that jumps into an abyss. I thought I would never touch it, but the origin and destruction are ultimately beyond my control. He pursues; I avoid; the years of entanglement are endless. That year, he killed the entire city and left me alone, doomed to be entangled forever. The flower on the other side never withers. It blooms there every reincarnation, as gorgeous as ever, so stunningly beautiful.