What is the relationship between light and shadow in this world?
Wherever light goes, shadow follows.
My name is Nightingale. It is a delicate bird that is served all day long. I think I am not worthy of it. I wanted to change my name for a time, but I couldn't bear to give it up. Just because that day, under the clear sunshine, he played with the sperm in his hand. He leaned on the spacious throne and smiled lightly, with endless evil and enchantment in his upturned eyes: "This name is quite good, nightingale, night shadow, shadow in the dark night, shadow that is perfectly hidden in the light, it has a profound meaning."