The loneliness that never changes for thousands of years. I am just for you, devil, witch. I don't mind killing people to survive. As long as it's you, it doesn't matter if I destroy the world. Compared with my mother's hatred, you are more important than everything else. That day, I was passing by, but I saw her climbing up. I was thinking, my father wanted to kill him, and my mother left her. Why did she climb up at the age of eight? Only then did I realize that she only came up here to die in a different way, jumping into the river. I saved her, but did I already fall the moment I saved her...