When I look back now, it turns out that those days of fighting and iron horses and the yellow sand of the desert have been so long away from me.
The dark atmosphere in the warden seems to be my life.
But in the end, one person is missing a smooth singing voice...
A story about a general and an actor, a story that takes half a lifetime to forget. When a general removes his armor, who will be replaced by glory?
Conception:
