I don't know why I'm here, why I'm running in panic in the dark?
In shock, I tried hard to find the memory that had disappeared for three years, the boyfriend who loved me deeply, and the men around me. Who knew the truth?
The answer is complicated and confusing. There is always an invisible hand in fate that wants to strangle my throat. Someone somewhere tells me that I am the chosen one.
It's so ridiculous. Should you sacrifice yourself if you are chosen? Who told me that I can't escape the destiny's arrangement and reincarnation?
Even if there is no way in the darkness ahead, never think that I will compromise. Even if there is no way to go, I still have to control my own direction.
The world is turned upside down, how ridiculous and magical it is, how can I be willing to fall into trouble every step of the way, even if I try my best to make it happen.
Even if the devil spreads his wings, even if death comes at this time, I will not surrender. Without memory, I will still be myself.
The mystery is like the ball of string being played with by a kitten. Just after finding a thread end, it is found that the back is tangled and tangled. I strive to seek the unknown, seek the truth, and nothing can make me waver and give up.
What is the end of the truth?