A child born into a wealthy family was completely wiped out from the world in a conspiracy. I wanted to change my name and become an ordinary person, but my fate made me miserable. The seemingly unrelated bits and pieces point to the same direction over time. Can he get out of the fragmented past, and can he hold on to the hard-won happiness in his hands?
Can a shell that no longer has its original name still keep its inner soul?
There is no unbearable pain in life, no sinking that cannot be ended. All roads taken are directions that must be passed.
After the storm, there must be a rainbow.