The first time, when you lost your country, I personally sent you to others. The second time, it was me again. I couldn't see my own heart clearly, so I transferred you to others again. The third and last time, I am getting closer and closer to immortality, but I am getting further and further away from you. How should I choose, how should I face the past that I have imposed on you. . . . . . . . It turns out that everything was just a heart-wrenching dream