What kind of truth is hidden in the deep love of life and death?
We obviously love each other so much, but we can't see each other's sincerity clearly
At the moment when memory comes back
Only then did I realize that it was not "I" who stayed with you all along.
Destined ending: Is there nothing I can do to save myself?
Maybe we really can only meet on the battlefield
(Undecided whether it is a comedy or a tragedy, it depends on your mood)