Is it true that, after traveling through countless time and space, your wind-like soul can stop for me? Is it true that, running through countless doors and windows, your shadow-like memory can be preserved for me? Is it true that if we find your broken wings, our love can last forever?
Even if the person in front of me is your previous life, even if everything about him is so similar to you, I will never admit that he is you. My little brother, you are my unique treasure in this world.
The consequence of going against the will of heaven is eternal life. You will always maintain your cruel beauty and watch the people who love you grow old one by one. You who lost your love and just want to die will always be tormented by the evil fire of the purgatory of longing, leaving blood and tears in your heart every day and night, and you will not be reincarnated.